I said this on the seat counters thread m8,,the football for the most part has been as you say turgid for the best part of 2 years ,its boring ,you can be having a chat to yer m8,,city could be around the centre circle look back 5 mins later and its back with our keeper ,it has gone dull very dull
Not for me I find that European atmosphere awful like I said it’s just the same from stat to finish you wouldn’t know if the team was 3-0 up or 3-0 down. Most in the “ultra” section don’t even watch the game.Theres nothing worse than a shit English atmosphere but there’s nothing better than a top English atmosphere.
To be fair to them they are absolutely rubbish, doomed to relegation and were a goal down after 6 minutes.City where dreadful no argument on that, however whay has happened to wolves away support?, historically very loud and big numbers. Today absolutely silent except 2 outings if football in a library, ironically.
A little vignette that perfectly encapsulates why many of us have stopped going to the match.Personal opinion - me ranting.
It's shit because of the wankers that go but don't show any support.
Just after the non penalty something happened and I yelled out (to the referee) 'You bent bastard' I got a tap on the shoulder and a bloke asked me to watch my language! He had children with him.
It's a football match, it's where working class blokes go to enjoy a game, I bet his (grand) children know far more bad words than I do
They had sat there in silence, no vocal support, nothing. I say one so called bad word and I'm worried he'll report me and I'd be banned.
It ruined the first half for me, in the second half I fucked off and found another seat. I didn't even celebrate the 2nd goal that's how bad I felt.
It's shite because wankers want the opera, they don't want emotion.
I'm sick of it. On 90 minutes no fucker was left in the stadium and no doubt this fucker had gone as little Rupert was tired.
I'm wound up. If you are reading this. Fuck off and when you get there, fuck off again.
Give us a decent transport infrastructure that doesn’t involved fighting to get on to a tram/train/bus with your kids or waiting 2 hrs to get off a car park and you will see the early leaving stop.Its purely to avoid the chaos of trying to get away from a stadium that has been consistently expanded but had no appropriate infrastructure improvement I'm convinced of it.Saturday afternoon, 3pm, cold and dark, against the bottom club. It's actually ok to just go and watch a game, react to the action on the pitch, have a few pints, go home. The oppressive pressure to sing songs is getting a bit much. I love it when the crowd chants together, but I'm not really a singer. When the match is important and the game is exciting, the atmosphere takes care of itself.
We have a far bigger problem with the scourge of really early leavers, thousands and thousands every week. I wish they wouldn't bother coming at all to be honest. I get it that everyone can go home when they feel like it, but bloody hell it's absolutely chronic at the moment. Wasn't even this bad under Pearce when we only scored 1 him goal after Christmas.....maybe they didn't leave because they were afraid to miss a goal. It's cultural at this stage. On the champions league midweek nights it's much better, the tourists are mostly staying over, so in no hurry out of the ground. That's what we might need...more tourists to clap the team off.
Unfortunately it’s the case that a lot of the people who would sing have been priced out and disillusioned with modern football or at least the experience of going to a match as a modern football fan. I know loads of people who don’t go anymore and were some of the most vociferous fans in the stadium at one point
Didn’t do any of us any harm when we were taken to the football as eight year olds and heard every swear word in the English language ten times over with blokes throwing glass under the roof and letting the smashed glass rain over the away fans or pitched battles round the streets of Moss Side on the way out of the ground.Personal opinion - me ranting.
It's shit because of the wankers that go but don't show any support.
Just after the non penalty something happened and I yelled out (to the referee) 'You bent bastard' I got a tap on the shoulder and a bloke asked me to watch my language! He had children with him.
It's a football match, it's where working class blokes go to enjoy a game, I bet his (grand) children know far more bad words than I do
They had sat there in silence, no vocal support, nothing. I say one so called bad word and I'm worried he'll report me and I'd be banned.
It ruined the first half for me, in the second half I fucked off and found another seat. I didn't even celebrate the 2nd goal that's how bad I felt.
It's shite because wankers want the opera, they don't want emotion.
I'm sick of it. On 90 minutes no fucker was left in the stadium and no doubt this fucker had gone as little Rupert was tired.
I'm wound up. If you are reading this. Fuck off and when you get there, fuck off again.
August 1977Didn’t do any of us any harm when we were taken to the football as eight year olds and heard every swear word in the English language ten times over with blokes throwing glass under the roof and letting the smashed glass rain over the away fans or pitched battles round the streets of Moss Side on the way out of the ground.
I actually thought it was all very exciting.
My Father used to say to me that I could join in with any chant with whatever words were used in them, as long as I didn’t use those words away from the football… and I still don’t swear in front of my Mother to this day.
Shakespeare understood this. The Globe had the posh balconies and the groundlingsIf only we had a singing section
db, I'm still wound up about it and it's five to eleven.Didn’t do any of us any harm when we were taken to the football as eight year olds and heard every swear word in the English language ten times over with blokes throwing glass under the roof and letting the smashed glass rain over the away fans or pitched battles round the streets of Moss Side on the way out of the ground.
I actually thought it was all very exciting.
My Father used to say to me that I could join in with any chant with whatever words were used in them, as long as I didn’t use those words away from the football… and I still don’t swear in front of my Mother to this day.