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How are you dealing with them?

Are you feeling quietly confident about tonight?

Are you drowning your worries in the pub?

Will you be going on a long walk with no internet or phone signal and trying to forgot about football for the next few hours?

Or are you sitting at home rocking slowly backwards and forwards unable to function?

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There is something about watching on TV which make the whole experience more nerve wracking IMO. No nerves whatsoever down at S6 on Friday.

Exactly the same here. Was fine Friday, enjoyed the whole day. Today I'm an absolute wreck. Thinking about taking the phone off/long walk approach, not sure I can watch it on the telly. Ridiculous really!

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Exactly the same here. Was fine Friday, enjoyed the whole day. Today I'm an absolute wreck. Thinking about taking the phone off/long walk approach, not sure I can watch it on the telly. Ridiculous really!

 

I was ok earlier, but the nerves are creeping in now!

 

I'm going to watch it, but I know for a fact I ain't going to enjoy it - unless we're still 2 goals clear on aggregate going into the last 10/15 mins. 

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Exactly the same here. Was fine Friday, enjoyed the whole day. Today I'm an absolute wreck. Thinking about taking the phone off/long walk approach, not sure I can watch it on the telly. Ridiculous really!

I did that for the last 10 mins of the Blunts semi final against Stevenage a few years ago when it got to 2-2. Couldn't stand the tension...

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Remember the one at Brentford.....eleven years ago today.

 

I could have watched it on Sky but instead I just took my son to a youth club where I knew they wouldn't have TV or radio, chatted to the people for an hour or so and then came back home. I walked in, spent 15 minutes in the loo knowing that my wife would have at least seen the score and only then walked in the lounge with about five to go. Just said "happy or sad" and the smile on her face said it all. Those last five minutes was the only bit of the two Brentford games I managed to watch.

 

Last Friday we were out for an evening in London which was organised months ago, feverishly refreshing Twitter every five seconds for the score. That somehow doesn't seem too bad. But tonight I just don't know if I can watch it. That's if, with the nerves I feel, I'm still alive then....

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