patrickblue wrote:Just play the best 11 and do them. Two early goals for us.
My fucking nerves are shot, and I don't think I'll survive a repeat of the spuds and Burnley games.
At the age of 74 I definitely need an easy win tomorrow.
I sometimes long for the wonderfully unpredictable games of the 70s 80s 90s and naughties. I never expected to win so it never hurt when we didn't win.
Now the buggers have conditioned me to expect victory every time!
Just when I'm drifting into my dotage...
Just when my heart is weakening....
Just when I need to be calm...
The rotten thoughtless glorious bastards!