Still no joy. Police have said coz he’s an adult they won’t be able to do much. He’s gone missing in between Lush bar and our hotel near port de Montreuil. Not a clue how we’re going to find him.
Still absolutely gutted. But them 60 minutes or so yesterday when it really felt like we were going to do it were beautiful. The hope, the belief, the pure fucking ecstasy - it’s what this great football club is all about. What a group, what a season. Time to bring home number 7.