You go in, full of hope and more than a small amount of trepidation. You have hope,
Ticket for few rides. Not too bad , I’ll cope with this.
But
Then it‘s all tosses and turns and stuff that makes you feel sick. I didn’t pay for this crap. I’ll have tge managers bollocls.
Then, it’s plain sailing, over the rooftops, over white momentS.
Before a stomach churning descent to the pits of hell, slowly and succinctly drawing your heart from your twitching corpse.
Day of the living dead living alive.
And then.....
Things get better or
QPR: blimey. Who’d ve thought it. They were the most average of average , when REALLY, MY life is not so shit tgat ive chucked it in with a team that, right now, Watford look down on.
Yep. That’s the deal. Now.
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