Instead what I do have is a bottle of water and plenty of anecdotes about my parents being inexplicably in St Petersburg last night despite neither caring about football in any way, shape or form. Alas, that’s it from me, Richard Parkin. Thanks again for your correspondence – it feels an increasingly learned football family we have here on the Guardian liveblog; there’s something very comforting about that.
Will Unwin is our man with the plan to usher in today’s big four clashes, and as discussed, aren’t there some tasty morsels in store once more. So sneak out from work to load up on snacks; or book the conference room with the projector screen at the far end of the office. Essentially, channel your inner Mascherano, and do whatever it takes to get through.