Midweek game, not of great importance, against Port Vale, we lost 2-3, and were lucky to get the 2. It had been a nightmare to get to the game from work, and the football made it seem completely futile, not sure if i am confusing games but i'm fairly sure it was just after Kinky's car crash and his man marker kept on slapping his back. Before the game my mind set was the only way is up, we couldnt get much lower, after the game there was a horrible realisation we had a way to fall yet. I remember feeling sick, physically sick and had to stop by the Parkside as i thought i was going to throw up. The whole journey home and most of the sleepless night, was a why do i bother with this? A lot of us have been there i'm sure.
Had another moment not of despair but utter boredom under Pearce, thinking this isnt worth the time or money, seriously thought about not renewing at the end of that season, but by the time the renewal came around i filled it in and sent it back like a good little follower.
