It’s not often that we, the inhabitants of Warrior Nation, can look forward to the weekend with absolute confidence. It’s the nature of the beast, of the path we have chosen, of the life we have committed to. At the start of each new season, we pull down the safety barrier, fasten our seatbelts and mentally prepare for take-off as the Warriors rollercoaster sets in motion. We know there’ll be ups and downs, and that, at times, we’ll need to hang on for dear life. We have to accept that we’ll never quite know what’s around the next corner, or what’s up ahead. But, once a year — or twice if the fixture-list-gods are kind — our journey visits the happiest place on Earth and for one day, be it afternoon or evening, we know that nothing can wipe the smile from our face. For one day we can be free of doubt, free of nerves — the only thing we have to worry about is getting some sleep the night before the game.