The day that promised so much had finally arrived, and I woke up feeling absolutely foul, any questions regarding why were responded to with no comment.
All that would have gotten me up today was the last away day of the regulation season at Cheltenham, my 67th of the 92 Football League grounds for those keeping score.
A semi short coach journey and a lot of breathing into a plastic bag later and we're in in the centre before 11, a common theme of the season.
Four hours of lying on a table and drinking water in a Wetherspoons later and it was time for another segment of what mental selection has Robins thought up today.
http://www.shootingtowin.co.uk/2018/04/my-sixty-second-1718-game-cheltenham.html