BIG BHOYS
It only seems like three months and nine days since Real Madrid beat Liverpool in Paris, and yet here we are again. Big Cup returns on Tuesday evening, and another campaign of excitement and drama / mundanity barely enlivened by the occasional slightly surprising group defeat that has little or no consequence in the long run [delete according to how jaded and detached from society you’ve become as the years pass by] stretches out ahead of us. The Fiver’s plumping for the former option, since you ask, because if we don’t paint on our gameface and at least make a stab at embracing positivity as a way of life, it’s going to be an awfully long few months until the knockouts.
