After the goal (here in British Columbia) I yelled “Yessssss” so loud and long my voice is now hoarse. Won’t ever forget the game - but please Everton never again. I’m too old (76j for this. Up the Toffees!
There’s a poem I’d like you to check out. It’s by Derek Walcott: “Love After Love”. Memorize it. It will help. (As will the energy we call “God”). I’ll keep holding the gate open (praying) for you.
I recommend a consistent meditation practice. It’s the only thing that has enabled me to survive Everton for all these years. Pick any one you like but make it a daily practice. I promise you’ll be able to watch the lads and not get depressed. Hang in there.