Oh we are poor. We're just not the poorest. It's why, despite the fact we've only score one goal in about four years, not a single part of me is concerned about relegation.
I'm detecting a huge lack of enthusiasm for tomorrow's game. I mean, I know we haven't been great so far and there's things to be concerned about for sure. But it's still very early in the season and surely it's not at the point yet where we are dreading games already, and there must still be that tinge of excitement for people as match day approaches... Right?
I'm looking forward to tomorrows game although I'm finding myself care less and less about results. It's not been easy to get excited about our style of play for the last 4-5 months (excluding the league cup) but if and when we start scoring again enthusiasm will return, hopefully.
This time last year we had made a promising start to our European adventure. Things can change very quickly in football, for the worse and for the better. Never give up hope (though it is, of course, the hope that kills you).
That's fair enough mate, as I was typing that post I did wonder if it was a lack of enthusiasm for Saints or for football in general after how silly it's got with money. I suspect for many it's the latter. I was careful to choose the word enthusiastic rather than the word, say optimistic as there's plenty of reasons to not be optimistic at the moment. I know I'm almost certain we'll get turned over tomorrow but still can't wait to go to the game and am very much looking forward to it. I agree about your point about not caring so much about results btw. You obviously want your team to the best they can be but for me it's always been about more than that and feeling part of something and the emotional connection to the club. It's a feeling that I imagine 'fans' who don't follow their local team will never understand. I think it's also the reason I'm going off top level football and would be quite happy to see us in the lower leagues again... As that connection to the club and feeling part of something is dwindling year on year for me.
I won't be watching live tomorrow. There's no way I am getting up, for a 5.30am ko for me, over here! That a side. Let's hope, MoPo2 realises Gabby desperately needs service.
Excited, not so much. Apprehensive, yes very much so. Always buzzed for a match, but this one feels like it carries a lot of baggage. Man I hate Hodge, don't much like Palace, damn it feels like there's too much riding on this one for September.
Just pissing about with the little smileys. I don't know if I am agreeing or disagreeing either! I want to be excited by the game, and am kimd of looking forward to it, but, in all honesty, I expect it to be shiiiiiiiiit.
Quality input, thanks for that Though in fairness no worse than my comment so I probably asked for that That's a fair summary to be fair Maybe it's different for me as I'm going tomorrow so am determined to enjoy myself regardless of performance/result. After how poor a experience St Marys has been for the last year or two (on the whole) I just love away games tbh.
If we get out of there with three points tomorrow, I hereby solemnly swear not to moan about anything football related till June. I really do promise.
I'm much the same. I think it's a lot of things including the perpetual attack of vultures on our club & that includes all the "Liverpool's" (which is an acceptance that we're doing well) but also includes all the media & pundits that just live for the top 4/6/7. Added to that, the ridiculous amount of money being thrown around by these so called elite clubs, knowing that we'll never be able to achieve. It's just so depressing. And then there's our football problems; VD, no goals, no real excitement, no zip. It's hard work, boring & stale. Sorry. Still come 12.30 I'll be same as all of you; full of positivity & all fingers x'd. COYS.
My first ever away game was Selhurst park as a 6/7 year old. Saints v Wimbledon we won 2-0 on Boxing Day I think. My mums side of the family are all from London so we used to go there for Christmas. All I can really remember was walking into the away stand after a ****ing long tube journey from Finchley Road and saying to my dad "my ears hurt". Must've been about 94 or 95. Hopefully be similar in terms of noise tomorrow
