I want Lamperry back. I don’t want to have to live in a world where they don’t spend every day together, and lift trophies together and have questionable public displays of affection. I don’t want to live in a world where JT tries to defend against Frank but is inches short and when he sees the ball fly underneath Courtois he looks as though he’s just been shot by his best friend, which in a way I suppose he has. I don’t want to live in a world where they have to hug in different coloured shirts and it’s only a short one because one of them feels ashamed and the other is secretly hurt and annoyed; and they both know if they do start hugging tightly they’ll never let go of each other. I don’t want to live in a world where the love between our captains is no longer the glue which binds us strongly together and gives us that extra push to win when our backs are against the wall. Stop this ride; it’s broken. I want to get off.