I trust everyone’s vocal chords, hangovers and rigor mortis like smiles are all gradually easing and you’re letting it finally sink in that we’re pretty damn good at playing football. Again. At long last.
This is made me chuckle and so being the wonderful human being I am I thought I’d share it with you bar stewards. It’s off the Italian telly from last night. I haven’t a clue what they’re actually saying but by the same token I know exactly what they mean.