Family get-together today, and my gooner brother-in-law couldn't wait to tell me we had lost, and was tried to get a rise out of me, by saying that we'll be lucky to stay up. I resisted the urge to bite, by focussing on the fact that his annoying smugness was somewhat beer-induced, whereas I was on the Typhoo, and could rise above it with a clear head. However, I could not help thinking that finishing in the top 10 seems unlikely, and we could be in a world of hurt at the end of the season, the way things are going.