Sweet dreams are made of Messi magic

I think I’ve found a cure for sleep deprivation and, no, desperate parents, it doesn’t involve the controversial ‘Herod tough love’ method.

All you need to do — and this is quite simple really — is hop on a plane to Rio De Janeiro, head straight to one of the most famous football grounds on the planet and just sit back and enjoy a moment of Messi magic at the Maracana. After that, trust me, you’ll go to bed happy and enjoy the sweetest of dreams.

Sunday afternoon had found me feeling a bit like the guy in The Band’s great song The Weight: feeling ’bout half past dead and just looking for a place where a man might rest his head.