It all starts on a random Saturday or Sunday; the sun is up, you're still tired from the party yesterday, but luckily you had your alarm sent on for the footy match. You ask yourself: why are the fixtures so early? 8:30am?

Like any other fan, you either watch the pre-match commentary or take another power nap before the team enters the field. The beautiful game is about to start, you pray for a win.

1. First, you look at your phone for the time of the match. You're excited, it's the weekend. You update your Fantasy team.

Stress level: none

2. Then, the game is an hour from starting. You grab a beer or some food and text your friends.

Stress level: Just a little

3. Game starts, 20 mins in. Yellow card to one of your players, penalty. You shout: F off ref! Are you blind?!

They score... 1-0

Stress level: Agitated

4. Nothing happens, halftime. Time to refill your drink, text your friends about the game.

Stress level: "We've played alright, we can come back" mentality

5. Second half starts, GOAAAAAL! You shout: Get in!! Yes!!

You tweet the obvious: goallllll 1-1 *sees 20 people typing the same thing*

Stress level: "I'm happy, for now... Let me enjoy this moment"

6. Stupid sub in the 62th minute... ffs, really?

*At this moment, you're the top rated analyst, you doubt the manager's choices, everything*

Stress level: Stevie G's life after he slipped vs. Chelsea

7. YES... yes? Ref claims the goal as offside. For a second you were about to do the Alan Pardew dance, but the ref destroyed your mood.

Stress level: Brazil vs. Germany... Yes, that exact match you're thinking about

8. The match ends in a tie. Your team has created 12 chances, didn't score a second goal, you're disappointed.

Stress level: You consider becoming like a Liverpool fan, "next year is our year"

Elite mentality mate.