Such a slog these last 2+ years.
Conditioned to think great it’s the weekend and some football, then I see the teamsheet and it’s either uninspiring or clear that players are getting in on reputation alone.
Then the game starts and wait for us to have a real go at the oppo and I wait and wait...
We either, gona goal down and it’s over, showing no real desire to go balls to the wall to get a result. It’s as if the players just go “hey ho, guess we’ve lost this one, maybe we’ll be luckier next week”
Or.
We somehow score and then it’s just pure panic waiting for the inevitable to happen. And it usually does, right at the death when you have just started to believe we might win. We’ll usually miss a guilt edged chance right before or make a horrendous error to leave it on a plate for the oppo. It always leaves me with a “what if”. What if he’d just cleared that or let the keeper take it etc.
There’s really no joy in supporting this club, they’re like a drug addict who just don’t want to get better. The brief highs are interspersed with much longer crushing lows. We’re dying by a thousand cuts, Aston Villa style. Dunno what else to say.