We started with chants. We ended with existential dread. Somewhere between 10,000 fans welcoming the team bus and Spurs collapsing on the pitch, everything went completely sideways. There’s stepmums talking about curtains mid-game, emotional damage, panic, and the realisation that this isn’t just football anymore… it’s affecting livelihoods. We try to make sense of it all, fail miserably, and just about hold it together. Kind of.