Perfectly possible to believe that being in the top 10 in the Premier League and the late stages of the FA Cup represents a high water mark (because it does), while also recognising that there's currently a yawning void where the club's heart should be. Personally speaking, I am glad I enjoyed every moment of that season to the full – even the bit where the wheels fell off a bit in the final six weeks – because it's clear it'll be a while before we're in that position again. I remember walking to the Arsenal game shortly after the semi-final with the feeling that it was the most important league match of the season, and a winnable one at that. The atmosphere and anticipation crackled, the sense of injustice when Deeney was sent off burned and even though we lost, the feeling that we'd given it a really good go as I walked out after the final whistle seems like an alien experience now. I was out of the country when we played Southampton and Wolves at home and watched both games on glitchy feeds. Just the sense of importance surrounding those games, even if the results weren't great, is what football is all about. We were within touching distance of something historic and although it proved out of reach it was still a magical time.