Consolation

A couple of hours at Tynecastle these days can reduce the best of us to quivering wrecks. Luckily I don’t rank among the best so I was just left not knowing whether to laugh or cry. No that’s not true, there was definitely no laughter involved. Suffice to say, we are still anchored to the bottom of the league and the team is playing like eleven assorted rabbits all caught in some massive headlight. The R word is looming larger on the horizon......
Consolation was found and post-match analysis carried out in the BMC club, before heading back out into the rain. Did I mention it was raining?