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A first post from me - though I read the board daily - but felt I had to share my experience from yesterday.
As a long suffering Rangers fan who gets much less chance to go to matches now, I really like to get the best out of the experience. No season ticket for me these days, so I end up sitting with all sorts of different fans. Yesterday my patience was growing thin- like everybody else if truth were told. Anyway, the guy next to me had clearly decided that Peter Ramage ("Damage") was to blame for absolutely everything ill in the world and took great delight in shouting abuse at him from the beginning of the second half (peter was on our side of the pitch and we were sat near enough to the front of Ellerslie to be audible).
Now, I have always felt that no true supporter should verbally abuse his own team - it can only make the player play worse and you get into a viscous cycle likely to bring defeat - so I found myself increasingly annoyed. However, if you pay your money you presumably have the right to express an opinion, and my fellow supporter may well have seen enogh of Ramage's performances last season to be better qualified to give an opinion on his capabilities than myself- so I kept quiet for as long as I could stand it.
However, I eventually snapped, as Ramage was clearly playing well. Much to the embarrasment of my son and his friends, I requested that the Ramage baiter stopped his behaviour, as I , for one, wanted us to win the game, and hiskind of negative abuse was more likely to lose it for us. Needless to say, my new "friend" did not take kindly to this suggestion, and things began to become uncomfortable. I therefore decided to suggest that we forget our dieagreement and get on with supporting the team. The Ramage baiter was still unhappy, but I managed to calm down and "let it lie" -until the Man of the match was announced- none other than Peter Ramage! I felt I should infrom my adversary that maybe he should think again, I was obviuosly not mad - others thought the sane as me. and then,as you know the unbelievable. We get our late equaliser and Ramage has scored. An explosion of ecstacy in Ellerslie -accept for my new "friend", who refused to celebrate the goal, sat on his seat in utter disbelief and frustration shaking his head.
So here I am - Mr Smuggins - proved right.
In the cold light of day I am left wondering about why some people go to football matches. This gentleman clearly got more pleasure from moaning, cat-calling and criticising his tream than he did from a "wonder" goal. Some people are never happy -that's presumably why he supports Rangers!
By the way, I thought Borrowdale had a good game too!
As a long suffering Rangers fan who gets much less chance to go to matches now, I really like to get the best out of the experience. No season ticket for me these days, so I end up sitting with all sorts of different fans. Yesterday my patience was growing thin- like everybody else if truth were told. Anyway, the guy next to me had clearly decided that Peter Ramage ("Damage") was to blame for absolutely everything ill in the world and took great delight in shouting abuse at him from the beginning of the second half (peter was on our side of the pitch and we were sat near enough to the front of Ellerslie to be audible).
Now, I have always felt that no true supporter should verbally abuse his own team - it can only make the player play worse and you get into a viscous cycle likely to bring defeat - so I found myself increasingly annoyed. However, if you pay your money you presumably have the right to express an opinion, and my fellow supporter may well have seen enogh of Ramage's performances last season to be better qualified to give an opinion on his capabilities than myself- so I kept quiet for as long as I could stand it.
However, I eventually snapped, as Ramage was clearly playing well. Much to the embarrasment of my son and his friends, I requested that the Ramage baiter stopped his behaviour, as I , for one, wanted us to win the game, and hiskind of negative abuse was more likely to lose it for us. Needless to say, my new "friend" did not take kindly to this suggestion, and things began to become uncomfortable. I therefore decided to suggest that we forget our dieagreement and get on with supporting the team. The Ramage baiter was still unhappy, but I managed to calm down and "let it lie" -until the Man of the match was announced- none other than Peter Ramage! I felt I should infrom my adversary that maybe he should think again, I was obviuosly not mad - others thought the sane as me. and then,as you know the unbelievable. We get our late equaliser and Ramage has scored. An explosion of ecstacy in Ellerslie -accept for my new "friend", who refused to celebrate the goal, sat on his seat in utter disbelief and frustration shaking his head.
So here I am - Mr Smuggins - proved right.
In the cold light of day I am left wondering about why some people go to football matches. This gentleman clearly got more pleasure from moaning, cat-calling and criticising his tream than he did from a "wonder" goal. Some people are never happy -that's presumably why he supports Rangers!
By the way, I thought Borrowdale had a good game too!
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