I've come to the conclusion that it's not the despair that gets to you and grinds you down because year after year for almost a decade and a half we have suffered this year in year out, apart from minute periods, so much so that we are almost used to it.

No, what gets you down is the constant hope of something special on the horizon being tantalizingly dangled in front of you almost every single season and then only to be snatched away for some ridiculous and often unexplainable reason.

Who has the answer PLEASE?