Quote: Saddened! "You lot are forgetting what grand final night is like. The traffic jams on the way, the dark cold night. The sinking feeling when we fall behind, the inevitability of our demise. The walk back to the car, the realisation that another 100+ pounds have been wasted.
No thanks.'"
It's the hope that kills you.
Because, no matter how much you protest, or tell yourself otherwise, deep down inside you, theres a burning hope and desire.......''it might just be this time, they might just do it this time''.
And then the crashing crumbling reality hits as hard as ever when the loss sets in towards the end of the game.
If you beat warrington next week you are going to lose 6 on the trot.