It would be lovely to not care about the football so much, wouldn't it? The times in my life where I've been the absolute happiest have just happened to coincide either with major trophies won or exciting challenges. I'm sure it's not coincidence. Last night was an exact sinking feeling I only remember a few other times- Palace 2014, the red Mancs winning late at Wigan in 2009 and the Kompany screamer in 2019. How many hours spent hoping and dreaming and then ..it's over. Klopp on his way out, looking absolutely spent. Yes, I need a hug.
Being optimistic, you never know what the future holds. Perhaps Klopps greatest achievement could go down as the legacy he leaves behind. A couple of players could probably use some fresh ideas.