FOOTBALL fans the world over are like junkies in cold turkey at the moment. The sport that helps define their very existence has been put in storage: stadiums are deserted, tumbleweed is blowing around the streets surrounding Anfield, Craven Cottage, Brisbane Road and the rest of the 91 homes of football. At the moment, it feels as though the very fabric of daily life has been disrupted beyond acceptability, even though it has barely been a fortnight since the neurosis button was well and truly pressed in Britain. It is clear that attempts will be made to complete the 2019-20 season, even if it extends into summer. The European Championships have made way for domestic club football, which underlines, to some extent, that people…