Nervous Wreck

Truth be told I am very nervous about tomorrow. Mainly due to the fact we're playing in a cup semi-final, (imagine my nerves if we got to the final!) and I am just scared I'll make a howler in the 89th minute with the score at 1-1 .. Massimo Taibi stylee! The whole squad is very up for it though and hopefully things will go our way.

Aswell as that, it's Mothers Day. I'm not so much nervous about it, just I feel the need to write a huge essay in the card and I'm useless at writing sentimental and loving messages in cards. It never sounds right and always sounds fake when I write it. We had a nice meal though, despite waiting the best part of an hour to get placed because the whole world and their Mum were there. Nice food though and the conversation regarding heavyweight ants and yellow chinese people was amusing enough. I know full well I was sitting there with a glum face though. Everyone else around me seemed to have the perfect life and was out enjoying themselves, I just know I don't and therefore, can't.

My laptop just went berserk so I shut it down and restarted. This thing is about as sick as a parrot with AIDS and Leprosy.

Refereed again this morning. Mostly for the money, (£20 to the Manchester fund!), but it gives you something to do on a saturday afternoon doesn't it! Was highly uneventful, the only incident being dealing with a striker who had the mental age of a 5 year old.. despite that, it was generally boring. I took the money and ran.

I'm going to shake some more. I am genuinely terrified! A small part of me wants us to not reach the final so I don't have to feel these nerves again! I want to be the hero...

Bye x