I’d scream to encourage you, be in agony when you fell. I’d have done anything for you.
But the magic’s faded. I won’t get out of my chair to see what you’re doing in the next room.
The shout goes up! England scored? Who cares? Croatia scored? Twice? England’s out of the World Cup? So what? Eleven millionaires on the pitch moaning? Football’s boring now. Bring on rugby!