It's not remotely original to say that 2020 can't end soon enough. Most of us have experienced the single biggest collective disruption of our lives. Many of us have lost loved ones. Some have lost livelihoods. We know better than to believe that just because the Earth has made another (imperfect) revolution around the Sun doesn't mean anything is likely to change substantially at the stroke of midnight. But that doesn't make the sense of renewal that a change in the calendar brings any less real.
If you're reading this, football is part of your life, however big or small a slice you devote to it.