Well, firstly what a season. For the first time in many years the R’s have matched and some may say, even exceeded our expectations. Not surprising really, when you add to a squad of talented players, the one single ingredient that has been missing for so long. A competent, highly regarded manager, left to do the job in the way he knows best.
Sadly, this season, one which should have given nothing but enjoyment to all our fans from wherever they may be, has descended into a total bloody farce. Being of a certain age and therefore someone whose 40 years of following our club has been done so with a relatively small group of others, and indeed different groups over the years, I would normally just be pragmatic, confident until having a serious reason not to be and generally emotionally stable as there would only be me and a handful of others to think of.
However, these last few weeks have got me all a bit worked up really. Not just for my sake, but for all those of you on here. Until about three years ago, I hadn’t even known about such a thing. Only discovered WATRB’s following a link from a “new” thing I’d stumbled upon on the BBC website, called 606.
I find it really weird, that despite having met only a very few of you in person, I find myself getting all stressed out on behalf of some of you too. There are some on here that have not ever witnessed a promotion, even at Hillsborough. Many more that have never seen us in the top division. Several that have and can remember as I do, being promoted to it twice before now. Along with others that have been around even longer and can remember the first time in ’67. And now that you should all be in total euphoria, we have this to deal with.
Maybe it’s just me losing the plot once and for all, but I feel that I have got to know so many of you so well. Not just those whom pleasant banter has been exchanged with, nor those who I have had the odd heated discussion with, but also the majority of you where it’s just a case of reading your thoughts and opinions. It's like a great big extended family.
I just cannot put into words well enough how utterly frustrated I am that this great season has been totally ruined for so many other people, by not only such a trivial matter, but by the incompetence in the way in which it has been dealt with. I cannot seem to keep away from constantly reading, refreshing and looking for updates, whilst all the time reading how it is all affecting some of you. Loads more threads than usual, because people just need an outlet so it seems. Normally objective posters behaving in ways that they didn’t before, such as getting all tetchy because they read things differently to how they were intended to come across. A bit of disillusionment thrown in too, due to the way some feel the need to goad and insult others.
There are those that cannot concentrate at work, those who are finding it difficult to sleep and even one poster who spontaneously burst into tears because Norwich won a game and could celebrate promotion for goodness sake. It's just not fair, nowhere near to being fair. I can sympathise with all those views and feel so sorry for each and every one of you who is finding it difficult to cope with.
I’m particularly disappointed that before setting off in the early hours of tomorrow morning so as not to be late for “Breakfast in the Bush”, I along with all of you, will not get the opportunity to watch a few more times, Goddard’s finished video. I could not envisage a better way to start the day.
Anyway, sorry for the rant. Was just wondering if I’ve turned into a complete wuss or whether others feel like it too.
Hope you are all able to enjoy tomorrow regardless. I know it cannot be the same as it should, but I’m sure we can all have a bloody good attempt. Hope to meet up with as many of you as possible during the evenings festivities. And to those of you I do, I hope I can remember it.
Sadly, this season, one which should have given nothing but enjoyment to all our fans from wherever they may be, has descended into a total bloody farce. Being of a certain age and therefore someone whose 40 years of following our club has been done so with a relatively small group of others, and indeed different groups over the years, I would normally just be pragmatic, confident until having a serious reason not to be and generally emotionally stable as there would only be me and a handful of others to think of.
However, these last few weeks have got me all a bit worked up really. Not just for my sake, but for all those of you on here. Until about three years ago, I hadn’t even known about such a thing. Only discovered WATRB’s following a link from a “new” thing I’d stumbled upon on the BBC website, called 606.
I find it really weird, that despite having met only a very few of you in person, I find myself getting all stressed out on behalf of some of you too. There are some on here that have not ever witnessed a promotion, even at Hillsborough. Many more that have never seen us in the top division. Several that have and can remember as I do, being promoted to it twice before now. Along with others that have been around even longer and can remember the first time in ’67. And now that you should all be in total euphoria, we have this to deal with.
Maybe it’s just me losing the plot once and for all, but I feel that I have got to know so many of you so well. Not just those whom pleasant banter has been exchanged with, nor those who I have had the odd heated discussion with, but also the majority of you where it’s just a case of reading your thoughts and opinions. It's like a great big extended family.
I just cannot put into words well enough how utterly frustrated I am that this great season has been totally ruined for so many other people, by not only such a trivial matter, but by the incompetence in the way in which it has been dealt with. I cannot seem to keep away from constantly reading, refreshing and looking for updates, whilst all the time reading how it is all affecting some of you. Loads more threads than usual, because people just need an outlet so it seems. Normally objective posters behaving in ways that they didn’t before, such as getting all tetchy because they read things differently to how they were intended to come across. A bit of disillusionment thrown in too, due to the way some feel the need to goad and insult others.
There are those that cannot concentrate at work, those who are finding it difficult to sleep and even one poster who spontaneously burst into tears because Norwich won a game and could celebrate promotion for goodness sake. It's just not fair, nowhere near to being fair. I can sympathise with all those views and feel so sorry for each and every one of you who is finding it difficult to cope with.
I’m particularly disappointed that before setting off in the early hours of tomorrow morning so as not to be late for “Breakfast in the Bush”, I along with all of you, will not get the opportunity to watch a few more times, Goddard’s finished video. I could not envisage a better way to start the day.
Anyway, sorry for the rant. Was just wondering if I’ve turned into a complete wuss or whether others feel like it too.
Hope you are all able to enjoy tomorrow regardless. I know it cannot be the same as it should, but I’m sure we can all have a bloody good attempt. Hope to meet up with as many of you as possible during the evenings festivities. And to those of you I do, I hope I can remember it.
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