If we all turned up and always created a good atmosphere, Pep wouldn’t have anything to say. We can blame the ticket office, the phone lines, the Mets, the roads… but none of those things stop us turning up when it really matters.
And for those of us that went tonight, we were silent from 30 mins in until about the 60 min mark. Rodri gave a foul away in that period and slapped his thighs in frustration at the ref, and that slap of the thighs was the loudest noise in the ground for that whole half hour.
We can bring up all the excuses in the world, but we are very poor as a fanbase at times. The strange thing is, we can also be fantastic like at Leicester… and there’s little in between, shite or mint!