There are sometimes I just hate football. There we were, under half of the game to go – promoted to the Premier league, and then… well you know. 🙁
The thing is, since saturday – I have had a variety of friends, (meaning well), (well most!), telling me it’s ok – we’ll go up etc. (I wish I could be as confident). I genuinely believe we’ve blown it.
I feel like I’m in a freak show. People pointing at me and whispering at each other – “oh bless him, he’s a Blues fan, must be used to disappointment.” Being sympathetic, pretending they really care or understand. Very odd.
I was really gutted, but now I’m ok, as I live in Devon, after last night’s result – at least I have a visit to Plymouth to look forward to next season.
What do you mean there’s another game?
Oh good grief – here we go again.
Coooooome oooooooon yooouuuu Blooooooooooze!