Kevin Affleck's column is all about catharsis, after Watford reached the FA Cup final in the most dramatic of circumstances...
If you’ve watched the Netflix sensation After Life (and if you haven’t, why on earth not?) there is a beautiful scene towards the end of the fifth episode where a grief-stricken Ricky Gervais sits down with a fellow widow on a graveyard bench to discuss how he is going to plot a way forward and navigate life following a failed suicide attempt in the wake of the death of his wife. It really is quite moving and quite profound.
It dawns on Tony, a journalist played by Gervais, that there is indeed much to live for. There is hope. “I realised you can’t not care about things you care about,” he said. “You can’t fool yourself. It’s not all about me and even though I’m in pain, it’s worth sticking around to make my little corner of the world a slightly better place.”
It’s worth hanging on in there, you see, it’s worth going through the slings and arrows life has to throw at you and coming out the other side because of breathless days like Sunday and the unconfined joy it brings. Some still can’t stop smiling.
There were tears everywhere and lumps in the throat because that’s how much this great game means to people, how much this club provides salvation and is a constant for people who have been through the mill. It struck me heading to the game the amount of suffering there is about just in our little corner of the world in leafy Hertfordshire.