This thread title reminds me of the Barnstonworth United training scene from Ripping Yarns.Right at the end it's"Goodbye shorts. Hello football!!"
At my age you would think i would know better but I keep promising myself I will not get up in the middle of the night to watch another insipid display, and yet somehow I always wake up fifteen minutes before kick off and of course I put the kettle on.
We are but a bed, and they are a perching Amber Heard, squatting in readiness.
Quote from: supertom on May 22, 2022, 12:58:00 PM We are but a bed, and they are a perching Amber Heard, squatting in readiness. I'd probably watch
Quote from: N'ZMAV on May 22, 2022, 01:07:26 PMQuote from: supertom on May 22, 2022, 12:58:00 PM We are but a bed, and they are a perching Amber Heard, squatting in readiness. I'd probably watchIf you've been watching the team all season, you'll watch anything mate.
I've felt this on average 26 weeks a year for the last 25 years. I quit too. I'll also be back next season with tail between legs, ready for another thunderblast up the harris with the pneumatic drill that is AVFC. Football in general is a shithouse cesspit right now, personified by corruption, greed and unprecedented player power (about to have another dangerous shift thanks to PSG/Mbappe). We are perennially unable to take a step forward without taking at least two back. We don't do consistency. We struggle to ever find the formula for pass and move (we get given lessons in it by teams we often think are beneath us, season upon season). Occasionally we get brisk counter attacking right, but not enough of late. We've had bright spots certainly, like that kid with the stupid boys sized shin pads lighting the pitch, to that new Brazilian lad who is clearly too good to be here, but also too unfit to be anywhere else. Painful, turgid, the bad still outweighs the good on average. But bring it on. As per all too fucking often...I'm dangerously optimistic about next season. I mean European qualification beckons surely? As does attractive football and even more marquee signings. I shall be spoiling my jovial mood this afternoon sitting on the drill and watching us get, in 99.99% liklihood, destroyed by Man City. We are but a bed, and they are a perching Amber Heard, squatting in readiness.
You spend years wondering why you bother and then we have a day like promotion day at Wembley and you remember why, and the years of perseverance are all worth it.
Money has ruined the game - plain and simple. I have been a Villa fan for nearly 50 years and been fortunate to see us win 2 league cups. I moved away from the midland around 30 years ago, so haven't had the chance to get to as many games - last Villa game I saw was in the Championship.This season I have been to around half a dozen Carlisle United games (where I now live) and have loved it. OK, you aren't going to get world class footballing skills but you get proper football where most of the time the better team wins. No VAR too. Most league two players earn good (but not stupid) money (around £40 - £60k PER YEAR). The players live in the area and you quite often see them shopping in the local supermarket.I hate the way that money has taken over the game. It's become a just another form of visual entertainment for the consumption of 'fans' worldwide. It's a homogenised product in a sterilised package.I urge everyone who is disillusioned with the PL to go and see a lower league game - for me it was like going back to my youth at Villa Park - standing on the terraces again - which I can at Carlisle. Plus it feels good that my £16 ticket money is not lining the pockets of millionaires.