We're going to get away with this! Yes! Life is imbued with meaning and it's fine to start necking booze straight out of work on a Tuesday and that 13/10 on Albion to be up at half-time will become null and void merely through human idiocy rather than the fog of the gods. Praise! Wait, it's...
The unnerving risk of drinking half a litre of rum only for the game to be called off, like being jilted on a date when you've already got at the Dutch courage, so you end up just moping around - listless and unnecessarily pissed.