It has been three days since that loss at Anfield. I've gone through several stages of depression. From the earliest stages of disbelief, suspension of belief, incomprehension and insomnia, I am now at a more stable stage of looking forward (unbelievably) to Old Trafford on Sunday.
I decided to start this blog as catharsis. I need it. This season has been an unprecedented roller coaster of emotions, from the heights of elation (1-0 Chelsea? 7-0 Slavia Prague?) to the nausea at Birmingham. Thank god for fellow Arse mates who have shared my despair. I hope this blog will replace those weeping emails, angry SMSs and incomprehensible grunts to my wife. Perhaps, the world will now understand.
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