Currently, I am sleeping at 5AM to acclimatise myself going to The US in 2 weeks. So I just woke up an hour ago. Whilst it is still fresh, I will let you know my dream. I dreamt that I was best friends with Lebron James. That we would do everything together, play golf, have dinner with our families together, and that I would play on Xbox with Bronny and Bryce, whilst Lebron would watch (he doesn’t understand the Xbox). I would conduct his workouts in the gym, help his diet, and just be around him to improve myself. One time, we went wine tasting on a lads trip together to The South of Italy. Beautiful. He would give me basketball tips, teach me about his game, and ultimately, changed my passion to become a basketball coach. And the reason for the hold up for his decision was because he was making requests for every team that enquires about him to add me to the coaching staff. So cool. Such a good guy.

The scene is a train. The players are making their way enroute from London Heathrow to White Hart Lane, coming back from Bilbao. Trophy on board and everything. They receive the news of Ange. Everyone is in tears, saying their final goodbyes, whilst Daniel Levy is sitting in the corner himself. Ange Postecoglou says his final goodbyes, and on his way out, hands Daniel Levy a bottle of shampoo. He is FUMING, and chases Postecoglou out of the tube, before getting stuck in the door. The players run to the tube driver room, and you see the back of him, telling him “do not open the door”. The driver turns around. It is Bryan Mbeumo, he says “sure”. The video ends by getting an outside view of the train from front on. It is Thomas Frank. Thomas The Frank Engine.

Too late. I am sorry.