If Ipswich had worked hard for another 3 points, they'd have avoided their heartbreak 2 days ago.
Why does every bullshit thing need grades? Or numeric judgements? It's so unfair. Obviously they're so much better than that piece of Ham.
And then they were almost there, only to be let down by something called the system.
If only they had only been more consistent throughout and not have to try to gear up at the last part.
I can totally understand that. Shrugs. Results and more results.
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And another dream last night. This time it was a sweet one. But I had to wake up to reality again.
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