I'm just focusing on tomorrow's game, old mate. If you offered me a 1-0 win and no new injuries, I'd snatch you hand off.
I was nervous watching my daughter being taken into theatre for her kidney transplant. Tomorrow I'll be excited watching a Barnsley match.
I will be. Earlier this season, I was hoping for mid table security by now, with matches not meaning a great deal. Well that's not happened. Ismael out.
Point taken. I was nervous watching Laura being taken in for a caesarean section and for an hour an a half not knowing if you're walking out of the Hospital as a three or a one.
Bang on. Perspective, old mate, perspective. From a footballing point of view, the worst that can happen this season is we finish 7th. The best is promotion to the Premier League. I much prefer this situation to our previous relegation battles.
I remember saying last year that I'd settle for a dull, boring, all done and dusted, mid-table safety by Easter, Season. How wrong I was!