Anger, denial, depression, acceptance.

I'm on to the third of the above, with the last one being in the post and expected over my third glass of wine later this evening.

And I've remembered now why I've avoided the supporting of England for the last two or three World Cups.  It was done in psychic defence.

One knows about these things, being a Newcastle supporter.  Speaking of which, thank God we had no players in that squad of numpties.  And our team can look significant members of the top Premier League teams in the eye and think, "You were shit."  Ha' way the lads.

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  1. It was all the referee's fault, obviously.
    It was almost like watching Newcastle yesterday. Under Graeme Souness.

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