Nine months of misery.
Referees don't come down here with a particular flavoured shirt on.
At the end of the day, it's all about what's on the shelf at the end of the year.
He's carrying his left leg, which, to be honest, is his only leg.
The lad got over-excited when he saw the whites of the goalpost's eyes.
I'm not going to make it a target, but it's something to aim for.