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...flight to Germany at sparrow fart tomorrow. And I'm having a pint in the hotel bar. A bar that's full of Real Madrid scarves wrapped around people with Spanish accents and Man City scarves wrapped around people with every accent on God's earth...except Manc. And I get to thinking. I would swap places with one of them. They could win the final 25-0 and they wouldn't feel more than I felt at Chester, or Stoke or Boston or Wembley. Or laid in the foetal position in my attic listening to the last 30 seconds at Brentford. Or a week on Saturday if we pull off this escape. f**k the lot of them. They've no idea.
I must be the only one who disagrees with large parts of the OP. Maybe it's just me, I think it's a bit arrogant to suggest that someone who supports Man City (for whatever reason) wouldn't feel the same joy and elation that we felt at Stoke, Brentford or when Brian Stock scuffed a 92nd minute equaliser at Mansfield in the 2nd round of the FA Cup, whenever their team does something special. Football is football, and even though you might not have been born into supporting the team it doesn't mean you don't emotionally invest and go through the same turbulence during the ups and downs.To say say "f*** the lot of them" is pretty rude. Unless they were being dismissive about me supporting Rovers. Which the vast majority of them aren't.I would never swap supporting the Rovers either. But we're not the only club that has ups and downs. And it doesn't make supporting a team in the Premier League or the Champions League a crime.
...flight to Germany at sparrow fart tomorrow. And I'm having a pint in the hotel bar. A bar that's full of Real Madrid scarves wrapped around people with Spanish accents and Man City scarves wrapped around people with every accent on God's earth...except Manc. And I get to thinking. I would not swap places with one of them. They could win the final 25-0 and they wouldn't feel more than I felt at Chester, or Stoke or Boston or Wembley. Or laid in the foetal position in my attic listening to the last 30 seconds at Brentford. Or a week on Saturday if we pull off this escape. f**k the lot of them. They've no idea. EDIT: Would NOT swap places with them. That typo kinda ruined the effect...
Maybe it's just me, I think it's a bit arrogant to suggest that someone who supports Man City (for whatever reason) wouldn't feel the same joy and elation that we felt at Stoke, Brentford
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