The nerves for this are 100 times worse than promotion. Have no appetite, can’t stay still. Just want it to be 6 o clock and over and done with and know what the result is
In just over 6 hours times. My fucking arse is gonna be gone. In 8 hours times, I’m either gonna be smashing my gaff up or running around the noggin swinging a Leeds jersey screaming Marching On Together. Gonna be an eventful day x