All the elements are there. Our new gaffer, there kiddy fiddler, the weather, a wild wind that may see Jonas on his arse for 84 minutes, a relegation haunted away team, with their whole future at stake due to the new TV deal. Head says narrow defeat, heart says surprise victory, investment in Bet365 said the old faithful 1-1. I'm in NE31 at the minute, a 70/30 Mag split, and you can feel it in the air, no optimism or anything, that bit of derby day pre-drink where 'what if we lose' runs course through every one of our veins, but this one, this one is massive. A Sunderland win would probably see us safe, a defeat wouldn't kill us, we must remember a defeat will NOT kill us. I ****ing love and hate this day in 60/40 favour of the hate, it kills me, it really d=kicks the **** out of me mentally & physiccally, but I wouldn't give it up for all the dollars in California. Tell you what all on this board, godspeed gents, see you on the other side. WE ARE SUNDERLAND.
Aye, should have been more clear, win this, and I think the other 6 will come easily. Lose it, and maybe not. The buzz from this would carry us past Stoke, Saints and a poi t at Villa I reckon, plus the '1 extra' for the GD.
Yep bricking it sums me up too. Unfortunately I'm working tonight so can't even calm the nerves with a few (lot) beers!!
Harsh mate. I had a Southern Comfort with my eggs just to calm me down, gonna take it easy though, only compounds the problems! (famous last words right there...)
An hour and a helf till kick off and my lass hasn't even started getting ready! eek! better not be late to the pub!
