I was excited. I couldnââ¬â¢t believe my luck. Imagine it. Me. A simple polymer! I would be utilised by thousands for as long as my non degradable existence allowed. The day finally arrived and I was moulded, dyed red and cooled before beginning the long journey north to a city called Middlesbrough where I would be placed in a stadium. At first, I was speechless but then I understood that I was supposed to stay silent if the majority of the crowd were to be my barometer of behaviour. I wanted to scream out with my high molecular mass to celebrate my achievements and say ââ¬ÅLook at me! Iââ¬â¢m a red plastic chair supporting Boro fans!ââ¬Â After a few years the excitement waned until it simply became a dark deepening depression as I and the thousands of other red plastic chairs were left alone and unwanted. I prayed for an end. Anything was better than this. I dreamt of my polyurethanes self combusting, my crystalline and partially amorphous molecular structure vanishing in a blaze but I knew that modern moulding techniques had built me to last. I began to write poetry. It wasnââ¬â¢t great. Iââ¬â¢m a red plastic chair. Someone please use me. Before I fade in the sun. After a while; I invented an alternative life for myself and began to think of myself as a horse running amidst fields of green. I donââ¬â¢t know why I imagined a horse though. Iââ¬â¢m still here. I write this so that other moulded plastic seats are aware of mine and thousands of others terrible ordeals in this stadium of silence.
No point in posting articles here! There's nobody to read it This forum is almost as dead as their stadium.
I'm a Boro supporter but I appreciate that our forum doesn't go to waste here. We all use the fmttm and OneBoro forums. But please, carry on..... Some of the posts made me laugh a bit. Not bad lads!
YEY OT! You got a bite! It only took three months but it came! He's really polite mind... And he's only ever posted twice dammit...
Id rather see an empty seat at the Riverside than have some Dad sat in it who might be depriving his kids of 25 quids worth of food. Thats the thing with us Boro, Middlesbrough FC "little iron men"