I hope you will indulge me in a little story of finding hope where there wasn't any.
Me and the late Ms Crab were mates for quite a while before we actually got together. The fella she was seeing initially, archetypal good looking Italian bloke, long hair, all that bollocks. Then there was me, going bald, monumental middle age spread, very much lacking in confidence. I was the equivalent of the Blades, he was the ten point gap. Course I fancied her, but she seemed as unobtainable as that gap seems.
Then, she wasn't................
Every day, I tried to be the best me I could be, and over time, things grew, the effort paid off.
Even now, over two years after she passed, I think of those times and tell myself "I tried, I did my best"
I guess my cack handed point is this. Sometimes, you aren't as good as what you are up against. But you try don't you? You put your heart into something, then little by little the gap decreases between the possible and the impossible.
You might not always get there, and sometimes, as I have learned, you end up with a broken heart.
But still we try, don't we?
Thats all I ask of our team. Whatever happens at the end of the season, if they can look in the mirror, as I often have, and say "I tried" then when it all comes down to it, thats all you can ask.