GW22 POST-DEADLINE REGRET THREAD

It was 1982. I was 48, you were nine months. We were on a flight from JFK to London. Saw you immediately. A baby on a seven-hour flight. The first hour was bliss... then the crying started. Small whimpers at first, then came the shrieking. Louder. Louder. Louder. Till it filled the whole cabin. When I arrived in London, I was a shell of a man. Broken. You see, I had spent my entire life savings to go to London to see my beloved Buckingham Palace, so I could see if I could make those soldiers laugh. Because of you, I was too tired to do anything funny! And I vowed from that day forward that I would devote the rest of my life to getting my revenge on you, little baby. And now, here we are... the stars aligned. And now I will exact my revenge. I'm gonna cry... the whole gameweek.

Good luck this week.