Was delighted to get away from it for a while after our second annual collapse in all honesty.
Missing that feeling of walking up the stairs and into the stadium.
Going out of the ground after the Leverkusen game had a feeling it might be a while before we were back.
Pretty much this.I couldn't wait for the season to end, we were a complete and utter shambles. There was no enjoyment watching us struggle home and away, losing to Hamilton, drawing with St. Johnstone, showing no appetite, hunger, desire or fight at Tynecastle.
As a result I haven't missed it as much as I would have thought.
The break came at a good time for me and now I am ready to go again.
Despite the score I left that game buzzing about playing Them on the Sunday. The end of football really didn’t feel real. It was just so abrupt, like an unexpected death, and I’ve never recovered. Going to Ibrox is part of my life, my routine and I’ve had that passion taken from me. I’m suffering.Missing that feeling of walking up the stairs and into the stadium.
Going out of the ground after the Leverkusen game had a feeling it might be a while before we were back.