I was reading that until the last sentence thinking ‘how the fuck have you managed to get to greece‘. ;-)I was watching Michael Portillo on a train journey in Greece. My wife who can not help herself was opening and shutting her iPad every few seconds and I knew she was checking the Scum score. I stubbornly refused to ask her what the score was or even look at her, suddenly she shouted "United have lost" and that was when I found out. A few minutes later one of my neighbours appeared at the front window waving his City scarf, we went to the front door and another neighbour was waving his flag we all burst into a chorus of Championes. No sign of the Red Fucker next door.
Could not agree more with all that you say. If you had been at the Luton Town game in 1983, like I was, then you always carry the scars of "Typical City". Watching that twat David Pleat dancing around our pitch at full time still sickens me to this day.When the ref blew for full time at the swamp last night. I was obviously quietly confident as we had quite a big lead but when we lost to ten man Leeds it started all those old "Typical City" feelings inside. Then the penalty fiasco and again losing in injury time to Chelsea set my nerves jangling
There are a fair few the same here, we had decades of failure and cock ups to scar us and no matter how many people say relax we've won it I'll never believe that until it's definitely done. In fact such confidence and saying it's won sends me over the edge as I'm convinced they're stirring up the God's to conspire against us
That's just part of the make up of what forms many City fan's psyche I guess. It took decades of cock ups and failure to put is in that state and it will take a while to heal.
What an achievement though considering how we started the season and what a glorious last thirteen years.