SO here we Gooners are again, the uninvited guests with our noses enviously pressed up against the pub’s frosted windows, missing out on all the jollity of yet another end of season lock-in.

COME the final whistle those of us in the front few rows at the Stade de France looked like a load of drowned Gooner rats, all our hopes and high expectations having disappeared down the stadium drains along with the torrent of rain which soaked us in the second half.