I had a Donald Duck moment earlier this week.
You know, one of those times when it seems the whole world is conspiring against you.
When I was a hair-breadth away from doing this.
I won't bore you with a malfunctioning laptop story.
But the experience did make me slightly more sympathetic to this outpouring of frustration.
I loved the bit about hating that he doesn't hate Roy Hodgson.
I so know what he means.
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