This is where I'm at. I've accepted we are down and just keep thinking about what I would do and what I think the club will do to get us back up. Should never wish your life away but I just want Sunday to come and go already. ( I say I've accepted relegation but come 16.30 Sunday I will be in the pub hoping the fates aline for us. The despair I can handle, it's the hope that gets me every time.)
