As I posted to a few friends on FB:
"I would go if I was there.....a combination of morbid curiosity, emotional attachment and a, perhaps misguided, sense of loyalty. It would be akin to watching a very close friend slip into a coma and you have no way of knowing if you'll ever see them healthy again."
My usual Saturday ritual over here across the water would be to cook my mother's dinner whilst listening to RR. The truth is I really don't care about the result today and I'm not sure I even want to listen, but probably will. This season (well 2 seasons) has truly been like death by a thousand paper-cuts. I feel sad and it hurts, but have become numb to a certain extent by constant disappointment both on and off the field.
....and what a sadly apt front cover this is......
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MQ4LYe6jzAA