In my view switching clubs can't bring much joy.Whats the fun in just supporting the a club just because its successful.The joy I get out of it is the expectation and when the success does happen,milking it for what its worth ie Istanbul 2005.One of my greatest nights ever.Even the semi final was great against Chelsea that year.
tell you what swarbs,and i bet every liverpool fan will agree you will never get a pridder fan than a liverpool fan mate.
Whats a pridder. However I can'r wait until FSG set the wheels in motion for project ''Destroy Man United'',and have Fergusons head on a plate.
I cried at istanbul and it still brings a tear to my eye watching some videos nowadays, im only 17 so havent experienced league success yet, and i can honestly say most of my mates (who are mainly united & city fans) do not feel this way about football or their club, i think the homecoming from istanbul showed how proud we are of our team and their accomplishments
Eugh tell me about it. I live in Essex, in a town which is a true miss-mash when it comes to supporting premeir league teams and our JJB has only recently got in Man City shirts, I see them everywhere now!!! On the subject of switchers... My little brother is a switcher.. He was Liverpool with me when he was really young but when he turned about 8 he became a Man Utd fan (his friends were all man utd fans so that was kinda understandable) and then when he was 20 (2005) he changed to Chelsea. I rip it out of him whenever I see him and we talk football but to his credit he said he only changed because he could actually get to Stamford Bridge. he now goes to most home games and some away games which for a bloke who can't drive and works at tesco is pretty admiriable... for a glory hunting switcher
Ahh, Argentina '78. I lived in Scotland in the 70s when England couldn't qualifty and you should've heard the Jockanese crow about it. Hampden Park helicopter send off, they had. How it all came crashing down and how me and my dad laughed: a drugs cheat sent home, humiliation on the field and the arrogantly boastful so-called Tartan Army SPITTING ON THEIR OWN PLAYERS! Scotland's shame. And don't get me started on how Holland had to lose by one to avoid Brazil in the next round when Gemmill scored the goal the Jocks show on TV more often than Motty says "1966." Check out Johnny Rep's stunning demoraliser a few minutes later, as Holland took it from 2nd to 3rd gear, then back again, toying with Scotland like a cat with a tiny bleeding mouse.. The wife of STV commentator Arthur Montford, he of the "It's a stramash" and "And there's a man eating a pie" fame, said he was never the same after he came back, standing in his garden a lot, mumbling and kicking rocks. It still cracks me up to this day.
