In dread of judgment day

YOU’VE enough woes already, I’m sure you don’t want to hear my trivial grievances, but I’ve been saddened by the change in priorities which only hit me full on Monday.

For a number of years I had the unenviable task of ‘writing blind’. An important fixture would be taking place just after my deadline and you needed to decide whether to be gung-ho and assume victory or pussyfoot around to make sure the craggy old boat race remained eggless.

Fantastic European nights against Juventus, Arsenal, Real – and Chelsea so many times I’ve lost count.