I fucking hate my dreams.
Every now and again if I'm truly worried about a game I dream about the fucking match and my mind trys to trick me into believing a certain scoreline and if I can't seem to think anything in that match isn't possible then I wake up beliving that scoreline has happened. It then makes me quite upset when I find out that scoreline didn't happen or my team didn't win.
Means 2 things:
1 - The things dreams can do on a person really is amazing when you think about it, I'm sure we've all had a weird dream that made us feel something
2 - I need to buy a bottle of Optimism.
Well for the first time ever the scores have turned out better then in my dreams!
I dreamt we won 1-0 away with some Moldovian player getting sent off for us. We problem is we don't have a Moldovian player and we were home, so I didn't wake up believing this. But 5-0?! Can't wait to watch the highlights.
1 fixture to late like when you think they knocked us out of the league cup
I predicted 1-1 win United and they lost?! Are Norwich a boogey team? They should've lost again Norwich last season when they won 2-1 and I think they drew the other.
Finaly, I dream Chelsea drew. AND THEY FUCKING LOST! AHAHAHAHAHA! Thank you West Brom. The home record they have is quite scary.
All is well.