The optimism of my last post has managed to chuck itself out the window of a 200-story building within the space of a week. It didn't fall all the way down, however. There was a bloke cleaning the windows on the 142nd floor, and the positivity landed safely on the cleaner's lift, but it still took quite a drop.
If you haven't watched either the Besiktas game or the Everton one, and have gone on a complete media-lockdown other than looking at the scores, you're probably thinking I have no right to be a little bit down. A draw at one of the scariest places to play in the world and against a team who has a knack of playing well against us isn't bad at all. You might even say it's good.