I’m so gutted I can’t bring myself to think about football for a while.

I’d started to care again, a mistake on my part.

I need to reset, the hope is one of the things that messes with my head and I can’t afford that.

I saw we’d taken the lead and then just prayed until full time, the vision of the final score stirred the old anger in me which I’ve spent a year avoiding.

I’m taking a bit of a break to reset my brain.

Later folks, take care.