Our love/hate relationship with sport

It’s been another rough week for Pat. Or Tom. Or Ger. Whatever you want to call him, you know him well anyway.

A great dread came over Pat around half nine on Wednesday evening as an horrific, unthinkable vision loomed large in his mind’s eye: Liverpool completing a Premier League and Champions League double.

The prospect never felt more real and he skipped the local altogether. He could imagine the jubilation and the goading. The same shit that has made WhatsApp unusable.

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