I touched on this in my previous post. Years ago going to the match was everything. There was less competition, it was affordable and if you wanted to go you just turned up, queued, paid or bunked in and that was that. No memberships, purchasing history etcetera, it was easy.
There was less football and certainly a lot less on tv. If you missed a game and it wasn't on MOTD or Sunday afternoon you missed it. Going to the match was the highlight of the week and eagerly anticipated. It's now actually becoming a chore for many people. They go out of a dwindling sense of loyalty and habit but the attraction is diminishing year by year. They can stay at home and on a match day watch up to three games legally if they have paid the subscriptions and any game they want if they have illegal streams. It probably won't be in my lifetime but virtual reality spectators will be the fan of the future. All the experience of being at the game without leaving your armchair.
100% mate.
I'll be 61 in August but I still attend home matches with my school mates
It was easier to go in the 80s yet strangely easier to not go.
Nobody got prickly over empty seats and I even remember attending a rags game at Old Trafford in 88-89 (in the Everton end) when the attendance was only 26,000.
We had our moments, and I'm as guilty as anyone for misty eyed revisionism but in general, I attended matches regularly for the addictive anticipation, the fear of missing something spectacular (which rarely happened) and above all, the sense of collective pride
Back in the Autumn of 1980, City were playing well, but losing to the league leaders Ipswich.
I was only 16 but started a Kippax chant of COME ON.CITY!
COME ON CITY!
Within 30 Seconds Gerry Gow equalised.
The emotional power of the subsequent uncontrollable hysteria as I literally floated down the Kippax still reduces me to tears.
Forgot Paul Power's cross. It was my chant that deserved the assist
Of course it was all bollocks, but it was also a feeling that United fans would have understood far more than non football fans
That raw sense of belonging was diluted by the removal of terracing and the process has since accelerated with the emergence of the new breed of football fan, and even worse, every new stadium development at the Etihad seems to be aimed at them, rather than me.
MAYBE IN ANOTHER GENERATION
WHEN OTHER LADS WILL COME TO TAKE OUR PLACE
I'm still that emotional 16 year old who kicks every ball, but sadly nobody will take my place.