Everyone is a bit glum so let’s look at this a different way.
We’re a third of the way through the season and we've lost twice, having played most of the badasses. Extrapolate that across an entire season, we lose six and finish on 65ish points, which is enough to be in the “fun stuff” zone...
Well if you can’t win three games on the spin, at least get the draw on the third match.
Second in the table due to the joy of the alphabet and still unbeaten at home. I could moan but really? What’s the point?
It’s just a game…
…and I’m going to keep telling myself that until I believe...
Just had to dip away for five minutes. Come back and see the page count has jumped by two, which means a goal’s been scored. Then the heart starts pumping while I wait for the page to load up and…
Ballbags!
My inner pessimist is looking at me smugly.
My inner pessimist has supremacy and still reckons on a draw… simply because of the whole “we don’t win three on the hoof” thing.
If we can start banging out decent sequences of results then I’ll think about sending my inner pessimist on holiday.
I've heard that said about Mo Salah a couple of times in recent weeks and he still bagged three goals in those two games. Great players can be a ghost all match and appear out of nowhere to do their stuff. I'd give him a while longer before being tempted to hook him.