Oxford result - Overreact

I just had a chat with a friend of mine, an elderly janitor called Lloyd, who has a season ticket at Oxford and attends most games with his little lad, James.
I saw Lloyd just before the game and he was as excited as his young boy is on Christmas morning, but was left was seething at the final whistle and was full of doom and despondency.
It just reminded me how very important football is to some people.
Sorry for your loss Lloyd, but remember there really is a long way to go and I'm sure the smile will return to little Jimbo's face again before too long.