And yeah, of course today finished up with Arsenal losing the bloody football. A fitting end, really. My joy is complete. And no, not even Liverpool doing good makes up for it this time.
(Heh, and now I'm having one of those 'it's me, isn't it?' moments. The won the double the year of my gap year, which rocked. They went unbeaten all season my first year at college. And now... they just can't keep up with themselves. Clearly, the entire thing is a meta-narrative for my life that I've come up with in a moment of bored insanity.
The double before that lines up with the year I left my shitty school...
Ah, it's all a figment of my overactive imagination. I feel so much better.)
Ahem. I mean... there's always next year, there's always the FA cup etc etc etc.