Exhaustion

A brief blip. I’m packed.
And then it was off to see Hearts play Motherwell. Actually it was Motherwell who played. They played us off the park. Sixty two minutes in and we’re three nil down. Uproar. Grumbling. Boos breaking out.
And then we got one back. Then another, and in 83 minutes, an equaliser. And then… and then… we hit the post! And the ref blows the whistle. All over, all square. A game for the neutral as they say.