the problem is, its not really a choice. I mean you can or cant go, but to go to live football, its Villa or nothing. I was rough as rats yesterday, and drove through shite weather to see my team play. We were gash for 45 minutes, but then entertaining for the final 45 minutes. Not going generally means that you miss seeing your team. Thats who it hurts. Staying away may mean you save cash which I understand and ultimately is the factor that will stop me going, not which league we are in. If it was a choice about successful teams, id be at Eastlands last year, old trafford this year, at Villa in three years time. As it stands Ill just keep going to Villa. And hope that it fucking clicks and we get some fucking points on the bastard board. You cant cure that either. Even when you know your going to lose, there is a nagging little (usually lying) voice saying "We can take these"
Where were the fans? My son and I were sat next to 4 empty seats on my right and 7 on my left!
OK when I said son I really meant George Osborn.
Where were the fans? My son and I were sat next to 4 empty seats on my right and 7 on my left! I couldn't believe for a match this important nobody was there. Pathetic. Need to get rid these part time villa supporters as well. Can't complain at losing to the zebras. We laughed at them when they went down (I don't know why there's such bad feeling) and they were laughing at us last night.
Anyone who makes a virtue of applause for a losing performance is well into Lenny Lawrence territory.He has two days to pull his charmless, inflexible Scottish thumb out of his arse and sign the two competent players we need.
How do you know he wasn't?
I was there. I saw a far better second half than the first, but with no real end-product apart from in the first ten minutes or so. I walked out when the final whistle blew in not a very good mood.
I didn't laugh either, I just sort of gawped, like a yokel at an eighteenth-century freak show. It was diverting