Heroes & Villains, the Aston Villa fanzine
Heroes & Villains => Heroes Discussion => Topic started by: nornironvillain on November 17, 2012, 01:19:17 AM
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anymore?
or have we really given up caring?
im in my late 30's and last week this place done my nut in - people were proud of us being 2-0 up at home and then bending over, taking the pants down and assuming the position.
yet people were still fantastically proud of being 2-0 up v Utd etc etc
have we really fallen that far?
im still hurting, i musnt have used enough lube
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If we did bend over, you would have a point.
But we didn't, and so you don't.
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On the other hand, adrenachrome, you do have a point. A very good one.
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We didn't bend over at all.
As to the original question? Yes. It will always hurt when Villa lose. I expect the team I love to walk onto the pitch and care as much as I do. I expect, for all my folly, a win. If we don't get it, it hurts. But that's the price of loving the Villa.
Love will tear us apart, I suppose.
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Yes, defeat does hurt.
No, we didn't bend over.
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Not as much as it used to. If we win, I choose to reflect on the game more. If we lose I just try to think about other things. Didn't quite manage it for an hour after last weekends game though!
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Haven't we had this same discussion with about 397 slightly different thread titles since we stopped being a top six side?
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Of course defeats hurt.
If we have given up caring, I doubt we would be on here.
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Haven't we had this same discussion with about 397 slightly different thread titles since we stopped being a top six side?
Yes, but it never gets any less fun.
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Defeats still hurt, although I have grown accustomed to them. However we did not 'bend over' last week, and that's why it hurt more.
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Haven't we had this same discussion with about 397 slightly different thread titles since we stopped being a top six side?
Maybe the orange banner was wrong.
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Bannan 'bent over' a beautiful ball for Weimann's header when it was 2-2. If we can get him in those positions (not as difficult as getting someone to the by-line) more often it will bear a lot of fruit for us methinks.
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Perhaps the OP should lighten up a bit.
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That defeat last week hurt as much as anything I can remember almost, which is weird because for years now it has seemed easier to accept when we lose, defeats don't ruin my weekends anymore normally.
In all honesty, unlike some I don't take any particular pride in the perfomance if it has ended in a 3-2 home defeat, but I wouldn't fault any of the players for their efforts, and it was a great feeling when our goals went in.
Most teams raise their game against Manure, so I don't necessarily see that level of perfromance as 'where we're at' (the attacking sense), but it does demonstrate at least what we are capable of.
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Ah, the perils of posting in the early hours of the morning whilst, errr, tired and emotional.
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im still hurting, i musnt have used enough lube
Fantastic.
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anymore?
or have we really given up caring?
im in my late 30's and last week this place done my nut in - people were proud of us being 2-0 up at home and then bending over, taking the pants down and assuming the position.
yet people were still fantastically proud of being 2-0 up v Utd etc etc
have we really fallen that far?
im still hurting, i musnt have used enough lube
I don't agree we bent over but I do agree that we shouldn't be congratulating ourselves on narrow home defeats to the big clubs. We were in the very same position this time last year, we got beat at home to Arsenal and spent the rest of Christmas licking our arses over it. 12 months on and we're still chuffed just because our players do what should be expected of them as a minimum which is to put a shift in.
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As I said on another thread, I will never tire of nornironvillain banging on endlessly about exactly the same thing in the hope that somebody (anybody?) will agree with him.
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As I said on another thread, I will never tire of nornironvillain banging on endlessly about exactly the same thing in the hope that somebody (anybody?) will agree with him.
He's said the same things before? I don't believe you.
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and the clique goes on
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and the clique goes on
Eh? Care to explain because you've lost me.
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Defeats do hurt, after the last couple of years I've started to get over them quickly. The only difference now being I actually believe we can get something from next game
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Mine don't since I've bought some comfortable new insoles.
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Mine don't since I've bought some comfortable new insoles.
No defeats do not hurt as much and no to this joke also.
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Not hurt since Arse away in the cup last year. Realised that I am slowly getting fed up with football and all the shit that surrounds it. Can't remember the last defeat that really bothered me. I wonder how I'd respond to relegation. If it happened right now I fell like I'd just shrug my shoulders. Football is shit, players are twats etc. I just don't get any enjoyment anymore and haven't for years.
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I wonder how I'd respond to relegation. If it happened right now I fell like I'd just shrug my shoulders.
Surely that's the only reaction available, would anybody really cry?
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I wonder how I'd respond to relegation. If it happened right now I fell like I'd just shrug my shoulders.
Surely that's the only reaction available, would anybody really cry?
Well I didn't cry in '87. It was just really really dusty outside the ground.
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I wonder how I'd respond to relegation. If it happened right now I fell like I'd just shrug my shoulders.
Surely that's the only reaction available, would anybody really cry?
Well I didn't cry in '87. It was just really really dusty outside the ground.
You are Sinead O'Connor and I claim my voucher for a fancy restauraunt.
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Well i've got the same haircut.
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And lovely big eyes too, I'll bet. x
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Oh hush you, i'm blushing.
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and the clique goes on
Eh? Care to explain because you've lost me.
I suppose I was referring to the disappointing trait of some old stagers who delight in ridiculing less prolific posters before standing back in awe of their own smugness while their chums pat them on the back.
That said I did over react and am sorry Chris. Was having a bad day and lashed out from the safety of my keyboard rather than going down the driving range and knocking seven bells out of a bucket of balls.
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I'm nowhere near as fervent as when I was maybe 18 and results still hurt when they go against us, but some hurt more than others. It's a matter of perspective, some would say we capitulated and spunked a 2 nil lead against utd. I'm very much of the 'we gave 'em a f*cking good go and everyone on the team tried and played flat out' school of thought, which makes the defeat easier to handle. It's when we don't show up against the teams we should, like Wigan or West Ham that bother me more.
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If you keep getting slapped you expect slaps, and you become more blase as each one lands. I expect to lose these days, and have become somewhat inured to it. The real worry is that I think our young players are beginning to feel the same way.
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Well, yesterdays absolutely frikkin wounded me.
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It depends on the manner of the defeat. Last week against Man Utd I left Villa Park disappointed but extremely proud of every one of them, whereas yesterday I just felt horrible all evening.
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For me the defeats hurt more as the years roll by. For the Southampton debacle Damon and I were up ladders painting his house and as the goals flew in our net the painting got wilder and wilder and the language viler and viler.
Yesterday I was in a field in the pissing freezing rain replanting trees for the fourth time for the muntjaks to eat listening to the score on my van radio. I came in at five in the pitch dark after roaming about lost in fields I have owned for forty years. I threw my sopping wet clothes in the washing machine, made a supper of seven Snickers bars and a glass of water. I then took two sleeping pills and went to bed at seven thirty. I woke at half past ten to be violently sick then again at midnight and four with excruciating cramp. I got up at six vowing to give up the Villa for ever, made a cup of tea, sat down here and wrote Thinking The Unthinkable, took another sleeping pill and went to bed again.
Nah, Villa defeats don't get to me. Not much they don't.
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It bothers me for about an hour after. There was a time when Aston Villa was the be all and end all and it would bother me until the next game but i was younger then, well obviously. I have much less interest in football now and not much desire to watch other clubs play. I do wonder just how far my interest will wane.
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I only get down when we have been unjustly treated by referees, yesterday did annoy me with the ridiculous decisions by the linesman but I still feel like we will be ok this season, call me barmy but that is what i think.
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Losing a game where we have been competitive is just about bearable however defeats like the annual manure come back and thrashings like yesterday are amazingly painful. Almost unbearable.
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If you keep getting slapped you expect slaps, and you become more blase as each one lands. I expect to lose these days, and have become somewhat inured to it. The real worry is that I think our young players are beginning to feel the same way.
That about sums it up for me, you expect to lose and kind of get used to the defeats and just move on, in the old days I was wounded for days but not anymore, regarding those younger players they need more old pro's in the team to get us and them over the finish line.
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I was more upset after the UTD than the Citeh result. Its the hope that kills you.
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For me the defeats hurt more as the years roll by. For the Southampton debacle Damon and I were up ladders painting his house and as the goals flew in our net the painting got wilder and wilder and the language viler and viler.
Yesterday I was in a field in the pissing freezing rain replanting trees for the fourth time for the muntjaks to eat listening to the score on my van radio. I came in at five in the pitch dark after roaming about lost in fields I have owned for forty years. I threw my sopping wet clothes in the washing machine, made a supper of seven Snickers bars and a glass of water. I then took two sleeping pills and went to bed at seven thirty. I woke at half past ten to be violently sick then again at midnight and four with excruciating cramp. I got up at six vowing to give up the Villa for ever, made a cup of tea, sat down here and wrote Thinking The Unthinkable, took another sleeping pill and went to bed again.
Nah, Villa defeats don't get to me. Not much they don't.
Blimey Brian, I feel a bit guilty for not letting it get to me so much these days!
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I suppose I was referring to the disappointing trait of some old stagers who delight in ridiculing less prolific posters before standing back in awe of their own smugness while their chums pat them on the back.
That said I did over react and am sorry Chris. Was having a bad day and lashed out from the safety of my keyboard rather than going down the driving range and knocking seven bells out of a bucket of balls.
No problem. I was worried i'd somehow joined a clique. Careful with the golf thing though!
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If Saturday night is anything to go by, then defeats most certainly hurt. Even yesterday I had a cloud hanging over me, thankfully Brian's post above brought the first smile of the day. Thanks, Mr G.
Today I'm trying to forget it never happened, focusing on other things but in the back of my mind I'm already thinking about the Arsenal game. I know we'll eventually come good again but the last decade has really been a slog supporting the Villa. It's about time that loyalty was repaid. I just hope I didn't use up all my credit in the 70's and early 80's.
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My friends don't take the piss any more because we all know there aren't any surprises in losing games.
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No, they don't. Real life has slapped me around enough over the past 12 months to the point where getting depressed over a football result seems laughable.
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Yeah they do and the hurt lasts longer now than it used too. I must be shit to be around on a Saturday evening after a defeat.
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It's worse when seemingly every result goes against us.