Well, it's a strange thing. I wonder if anyone else is feeling like this…?
Of course, I want us to win this tonight. We play, I want us to win. Always. Full Members Cup, Auto Windscreens Shield — this. Whatever. On principle, I want us to win, and I could not imagine it any other way. We might do it, too. Stranger things have happened.
But I realise as the day wears on that I don't fundamentally care about this trophy very much. And especially since we won it in Istanbul. Having become weary of the jibes of “You'll never sing that” etc. both from press and snide opposition supporters, yes, I did want us to do it that year, very much. And also, for the lads, who want it very much, and for Pep. I'll always want it for them. And indeed for any other blue for whom it really is the ultimate.
But for myself? Not all that much, frankly. And since we've done it, I care even less. It's sort of “OK, been there, done that, got the t-shirt, now let's move on to proper football”. Which, for me, will always be the domestic game. Hands down.
I think it's partly the sense that this competition really is set up for one club to win it, with occasional incursions from Bayern, Liverpool, the two Milans, Juventus, maybe Barcelona from time to time. But essentially, that one club, for them to wallow in their showbiz razzamatazz, their “Merengues” and all the rest of it. And their puerile rolling-on-the-floor hissy fits when they don't win their Ballons d'Or. I see that even in Spain they're getting tired of them.
If we go out, it'll annoy me. For about twenty-four hours. Maybe not even that. It's a bit disloyal, I suppose.
Oh well, up the blues, eh?
(Didn't feel it was worth starting a thread for these musings, sorry).