Something about Bobby's celebration when he scored that last minute winner against the Spuds suggested pure catharsis.
Today, normal service was resumed.
The demons were slain, and the teeth were shining again. Maximo!

I couldn't be happier for the lad, because I had been daft enough to say once or twice that he'd lost it.
What a tit.
What a very happy tit!
Happy Days!

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