Definitely something in that. My dad was a hardcore fan growing up and he’d always be in a state of joy or depression after coming home from a game. He had very high blood pressure and eventually had to take a step back and now watches from his armchair when he can be bothered. As much as I love the club, I’m glad I’ve been able to keep the emotion at the door and not let it creep into my normal life.
Far more important things in life than following football that is for sure.