Being a Tottenham Hotspur supporter hasn't been all that fun over the past couple of years, but boy, has it been a wonderful few days.
In truth, things have never been the same since Lucas Moura scored three in Amsterdam to improbably take us to the Champions League final.
The period between Moura's heroics and the showpiece event in Madrid was magic, don't get me wrong, and although there was hope post-defeat that Mauricio Pochettino would painfully but successfully rebuild, Spurs' most prosperous era of modern times came to a shuddering halt soon after.
There have been surges of optimism amid identity crises and misdirection from the top, culminating in a flirtation with Championship football last season, so soon after Ange Postecoglou's second-season guarantee came true in Bilbao.
For the past 12 months, cynicism and nihilism have never felt so appealing. This looked like a football club meandering towards the abyss until Roberto De Zerbi rocked N17. Our worldviews suddenly appear far rosier. That's what back-to-back Premier League wins, including an ever-so-rare triumph at Stamford Bridge, can do.
Arsenal's Carabao Cup exit caps brilliant few days for Spurs fans
Our plight had arrived hand-in-hand with Arsenal's rise to the very top. Mikel Arteta's project ascended to heights that we all knew deep down the Gunners were destined for despite three consecutive second-place finishes.
They ended their 22-year wait for a Premier League title last season at a time when Spurs were staring down the barrel of a possible demise to the second tier. Such a scenario was enough for any fan to fall out of love with the sport entirely.
But we're still here. Thanks to a combustible Italian and Gabriel's competence from the penalty spot, the world didn't completely cave in at the start of the summer. Stomaching an Arsenal Premier League title lift was hard enough; imagine how insufferable a continental conquest would've been.
While we've had so little to cheer, the neurotic folk from down the road have had so little to despair about. Still, they find a way, and we seize upon their dismay. They've just succumbed to one of the great English cup upsets at Fleetwood Town, with penalties again their kryptonite.
We've got to revel in it, folks. Tribalism compels us to, and those smug Gooners are worthy of some comeuppence.
Plus, there's an emerging swagger emanating from N17 after Saturday's feel-good victory and Harry Kane's Ballon d'Or capture on Monday.
We're in a good moment, and I'm starting to fall in love with De Zerbi's team. I may be falling as swiftly as a bloke who received the most mundane of compliments from a crush, but I'm willing to be hurt. I'm expecting 0-1 against Crystal Palace this weekend.
That's what it's all about. I'm all in on the project, and willing to ride the highs and lows that will inevitably arrive.
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