I'm actually not arsed now, quite looking forward to being shit actually, taking joy from small moments game to game rather than having an unrealistic trophy expectation to find joy. It's not even joy at that point, it's relief.
I'm looking forward to some big changes in players, I'm so devoid of excitement looking at our squad. It's criminal really. Gravenberch, Gakpo, Szoboszlai, Endo, Nunez, Jota, Elliott, Jones, Salah, Tsimikas, I'm falling asleep just thinking about them.
It doesn't .after who comes in, they've been lobbed a hand grenade. Maybe Slot is a controlled explosion, a cheap and expendable fall-guy to oversee a year of churn.
This summer he loses experienced dressing figures in Thiago, Matip and Adrian. We possibly sell Salah.
Next summer we lose Van Dijk and Trent on frees.
We're also down to the final year for Robbie and Konate, we may sell.
By all means, paint me a brighter picture.