You'd a seen diamonds if the lads had coal between their cheeks during the last 10 minutes of Norwich, and the only silver lining I've repeated to myself over the past 24-36 hours as Gareth Bale slammed the nail in our Europe-dream coffin is that, perhaps with the CL firmly out of our ever-weakening grasp, we'll relax a bit.
The squad played well early, when no one expected us to last the year, but has buckled under the pressure of chasing the CL. That's a problem to address, but it can't be addressed this year, since the ship has sailed.
COYB, play for fun again and bum these.