The gap between our visit to the swamplands of N17 and our trip to the Munich is beginning to feel interminably long. Well it is….10 days with absolutely nothing to cheer us up, no meaningful transfer gossip, even the Arab led consortium bid for our club died in the gossip columns as soon as it appeared.
So what do we talk about? Actually maybe this is a good thing, maybe it’s giving us time away from the club, lets be honest to search the Internet for daily news about our club is a bit of an Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, was this what we did pre Internet? We probably picked up a daily paper, listened to the radio, but the long and short is there was nothing to really talk about between games..
Pre game day …… start to get excited.
Game day….really excited and what team will we play (easier in the days of 12 man squads)
Post game day….revel/despair at the result
Now the post match inquests last longer, the build up to the next more fraught. Strange that after most wins the jubilation lasts for shorter than the angst that follows a defeat.
I guess we all know there is not a lot to look forward to, we have accepted our fate in the Champions League as fans, lets hope the players haven’t as we could be on to an absolute hiding, and then there is the league run in.
It feels like we have accepted our season is over and this interlull’ish feeling could last until May. And then maybe we start to get a hint of what things are like for Stoke fans after January, safe from relegation and with nothing to play for….we have a long run in, and in order to find some enjoyment we may need to reconsider our motives of why we support this Grand Old Club of ours.
Written by Gooner in Exile (very hastily)