Jill

Feels so much like a loss.

Nine

Well, cunts.

Woof

The only redeeming feature of a 20:15 home game is that I avoid the inevitable ballot rejection by not applying cos it's far too late for a work night.

I'm starting to believe.

I wonder when I'll start feeling confident. Love a dink ower the keeper.

Stop being so shit, Love Eddie.

I'm severely lacking in confidence for this. Out for lunch first though so hopefully I’ll be in too much of a pizza coma for it to hurt.

I work with a lass from Nepal and she likes to learn bits and pieces of Geordie so I had her singing “slap your lass with a Christmas tree" for a solid week. I felt so proud.

Another performance where it looks like we've been huffing carbon monoxide before the match. Grim AF.

Inevitable.

Proper Hail Mary subs.

Not sure was VAR has been sniffing like. Lucky.

This is deeply uninspiring.

The comical end that this horror show deserved.

I haven't a fucking clue.

I reckon they've all got the shits and the white shorts are causing anxiety.

Absolutely smashing game that.

Some fucking hoy that like.

I love him so much.

Stop trying to make multiview happen.

Where's the option to say I don't give a flying fuck what's happening in the other games.

Thanks for the realistic OP to ground my overconfidence.