Well i don't know what i'd do if you weren't around. I mean ok there's a complete miseryguts behind me who slightly ruins my observation of the game, but i don't think one driller of downheartedness into our souls is enough. Sadly, he sits down when he constantly yaps his dispiriting guff, so...
I'm in row q and i am looking forward to a big sitdown. I shan't do it dramatically or rebelliously. The people my side of the aisle generally take a pew. It seems i'm in a bubble of partial respectability. Jolly lovely.