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A true supporter gives their heart to a football club. But here's the key. YOU don't choose IT. IT chooses YOU.Usually at an impressionable age when you first go to a match at night in winter and you feel and hear the physicality of the game and see the elegance and the committment of those who transcend the efforts of the opposition. You feel the emotion of grown adults around you, temporarily let off the leash and expressing hope and disappointment and pain and ecstacy.You don't understand it, but you know that you want that experience. With this thing that has found you. This thing that is YOUR club.THAT is how fans are made.Or, you can, as one report puts it "search the world for a sports team to invest in. A team with a story, a community, and a potential to blossom" and "find Wrexham which ticks all the boxes."Then you can try and understand the feeling of being a true fan. But you never ever will.Because a true fan doesn't search for a club to love. It's found BY the club and becomes a part of it from necessity, not choice.Plastic t**ts.
I have to say, that when we moved to Donny in 1969, there wasn't much to do for anyone, let alone a 7 year old with no mates, and living less than a mile from Belle Vue, it was a no brainer that I'd gravitate there.I think entry was a shilling (5p) and entry to the Cowshed was sixpence (2 1/2p) if I felt the need to kick the toecaps out of my shoes.If the first sight of the lush, green pitch after I climbed the slope from the turnstile hadn't got me hooked for life, the buzz of the crowd and the smell of the secondary fag smoke certainly did.
Quote from: BillyStubbsTears on April 11, 2024, 02:34:01 pmA true supporter gives their heart to a football club. But here's the key. YOU don't choose IT. IT chooses YOU.Usually at an impressionable age when you first go to a match at night in winter and you feel and hear the physicality of the game and see the elegance and the committment of those who transcend the efforts of the opposition. You feel the emotion of grown adults around you, temporarily let off the leash and expressing hope and disappointment and pain and ecstacy.You don't understand it, but you know that you want that experience. With this thing that has found you. This thing that is YOUR club.THAT is how fans are made.Or, you can, as one report puts it "search the world for a sports team to invest in. A team with a story, a community, and a potential to blossom" and "find Wrexham which ticks all the boxes."Then you can try and understand the feeling of being a true fan. But you never ever will.Because a true fan doesn't search for a club to love. It's found BY the club and becomes a part of it from necessity, not choice.Plastic t**ts.Beautifully put.And as a young boy who had taken beatings from a bas**rd of a step dad between the age of 4 and 9 and growing up in near on poverty, The Rovers found me and gave me something to hold on to and gave me a chance to escape all of that for a few hours.I was absolutely hooked to the point of being obsessed by The Rovers and football in general.I honestly believe that the escapism through football and being with my mates saved me from taking a different path in life.
Quote from: BillyStubbsTears on April 11, 2024, 02:34:01 pmA true supporter gives their heart to a football club. But here's the key. YOU don't choose IT. IT chooses YOU.Usually at an impressionable age when you first go to a match at night in winter and you feel and hear the physicality of the game and see the elegance and the committment of those who transcend the efforts of the opposition. You feel the emotion of grown adults around you, temporarily let off the leash and expressing hope and disappointment and pain and ecstacy.You don't understand it, but you know that you want that experience. With this thing that has found you. This thing that is YOUR club.THAT is how fans are made.Or, you can, as one report puts it "search the world for a sports team to invest in. A team with a story, a community, and a potential to blossom" and "find Wrexham which ticks all the boxes."Then you can try and understand the feeling of being a true fan. But you never ever will.Because a true fan doesn't search for a club to love. It's found BY the club and becomes a part of it from necessity, not choice.Plastic t**ts.Beautifully put.And as a young boy who had taken beatings from a bas**rd of a step dad between the age of 4 and 9 and growing up in near on poverty, The Rovers found me and gave me something to hold on to and gave me a chance to escape all of that for a few hours.I was absolutely hooked to the point of being obsessed by The Rovers and football in general.I honestly believe that the escapism through football and being with my mates saved me from taking a different path in life.
A true supporter gives their heart to a football club. But here's the key. YOU don't choose IT. IT chooses YOU.Usually at an impressionable age when you first go to a match at night in winter and you feel and hear the physicality of the game and see the elegance and the committment of those who transcend the efforts of the opposition. You feel the emotion of grown adults around you, temporarily let off the leash and expressing hope and disappointment and pain and ecstacy.You don't understand it, but you know that you want that experience. With this thing that has found you. This thing that is YOUR club.THAT is how fans are made.Or, you can, as one report puts it "search the world for a sports team to invest in. A team with a story, a community, and a potential to blossom" and "find Wrexham which ticks all the boxes."Then you can try and understand the feeling of being a true fan. But you never ever will.Because a true fan doesn't search for a club to love. It's found BY the club and becomes a part of it from necessity, not choice.Plastic t**ts.
Quote from: Nudga on April 11, 2024, 05:25:53 pmQuote from: BillyStubbsTears on April 11, 2024, 02:34:01 pmA true supporter gives their heart to a football club. But here's the key. YOU don't choose IT. IT chooses YOU.Usually at an impressionable age when you first go to a match at night in winter and you feel and hear the physicality of the game and see the elegance and the committment of those who transcend the efforts of the opposition. You feel the emotion of grown adults around you, temporarily let off the leash and expressing hope and disappointment and pain and ecstacy.You don't understand it, but you know that you want that experience. With this thing that has found you. This thing that is YOUR club.THAT is how fans are made.Or, you can, as one report puts it "search the world for a sports team to invest in. A team with a story, a community, and a potential to blossom" and "find Wrexham which ticks all the boxes."Then you can try and understand the feeling of being a true fan. But you never ever will.Because a true fan doesn't search for a club to love. It's found BY the club and becomes a part of it from necessity, not choice.Plastic t**ts.Beautifully put.And as a young boy who had taken beatings from a bas**rd of a step dad between the age of 4 and 9 and growing up in near on poverty, The Rovers found me and gave me something to hold on to and gave me a chance to escape all of that for a few hours.I was absolutely hooked to the point of being obsessed by The Rovers and football in general.I honestly believe that the escapism through football and being with my mates saved me from taking a different path in life.Total empathy from me, Nudga. My dad would rather thrash me than take me anywhere, and it was my uncle who started taking me to the Rovers, God bless his soul.I've a lot to be thankful to him for.
Quote from: scawsby steve on April 11, 2024, 08:13:37 pmQuote from: Nudga on April 11, 2024, 05:25:53 pmQuote from: BillyStubbsTears on April 11, 2024, 02:34:01 pmA true supporter gives their heart to a football club. But here's the key. YOU don't choose IT. IT chooses YOU.Usually at an impressionable age when you first go to a match at night in winter and you feel and hear the physicality of the game and see the elegance and the committment of those who transcend the efforts of the opposition. You feel the emotion of grown adults around you, temporarily let off the leash and expressing hope and disappointment and pain and ecstacy.You don't understand it, but you know that you want that experience. With this thing that has found you. This thing that is YOUR club.THAT is how fans are made.Or, you can, as one report puts it "search the world for a sports team to invest in. A team with a story, a community, and a potential to blossom" and "find Wrexham which ticks all the boxes."Then you can try and understand the feeling of being a true fan. But you never ever will.Because a true fan doesn't search for a club to love. It's found BY the club and becomes a part of it from necessity, not choice.Plastic t**ts.Beautifully put.And as a young boy who had taken beatings from a bas**rd of a step dad between the age of 4 and 9 and growing up in near on poverty, The Rovers found me and gave me something to hold on to and gave me a chance to escape all of that for a few hours.I was absolutely hooked to the point of being obsessed by The Rovers and football in general.I honestly believe that the escapism through football and being with my mates saved me from taking a different path in life.Total empathy from me, Nudga. My dad would rather thrash me than take me anywhere, and it was my uncle who started taking me to the Rovers, God bless his soul.I've a lot to be thankful to him for.One of my proudest moments was when this bas**rd child abuser had his mates around for beers, he was showing off and goading me to hit him.Boy did I take that chance, 9 year old me punched him with 5 years of hurt and hatred full on square on the nose.First the tears came out his eyes, then blood trickled out of his nose.Mind you, I bloody well paid for that when his mates went home but it was worth every kick, stamp and punch he gave me.Anyway, me and my mates used to wash cars on a Saturday morning so that we'd have enough money to watch Donny in the afternoon.Always remember walking from Balby to Belle Vue and pass The Park Hotel and take in the smell of ale and the noise of the donny lads in there.
Quote from: Nudga on April 11, 2024, 05:25:53 pmQuote from: BillyStubbsTears on April 11, 2024, 02:34:01 pmA true supporter gives their heart to a football club. But here's the key. YOU don't choose IT. IT chooses YOU.Usually at an impressionable age when you first go to a match at night in winter and you feel and hear the physicality of the game and see the elegance and the committment of those who transcend the efforts of the opposition. You feel the emotion of grown adults around you, temporarily let off the leash and expressing hope and disappointment and pain and ecstacy.You don't understand it, but you know that you want that experience. With this thing that has found you. This thing that is YOUR club.THAT is how fans are made.Or, you can, as one report puts it "search the world for a sports team to invest in. A team with a story, a community, and a potential to blossom" and "find Wrexham which ticks all the boxes."Then you can try and understand the feeling of being a true fan. But you never ever will.Because a true fan doesn't search for a club to love. It's found BY the club and becomes a part of it from necessity, not choice.Plastic t**ts.Beautifully put.And as a young boy who had taken beatings from a bas**rd of a step dad between the age of 4 and 9 and growing up in near on poverty, The Rovers found me and gave me something to hold on to and gave me a chance to escape all of that for a few hours.I was absolutely hooked to the point of being obsessed by The Rovers and football in general.I honestly believe that the escapism through football and being with my mates saved me from taking a different path in life.Total empathy from me, Nudga. My dad would rather thrash me than take me anywhere, and it was my uncle who started taking me to the Rovers, God bless his soul.I've a lot to be thankful to him for.
Quote from: BillyStubbsTears on April 11, 2024, 02:34:01 pmA true supporter gives their heart to a football club. But here's the key. YOU don't choose IT. IT chooses YOU.Usually at an impressionable age when you first go to a match at night in winter and you feel and hear the physicality of the game and see the elegance and the committment of those who transcend the efforts of the opposition. You feel the emotion of grown adults around you, temporarily let off the leash and expressing hope and disappointment and pain and ecstacy.You don't understand it, but you know that you want that experience. With this thing that has found you. This thing that is YOUR club.THAT is how fans are made.Or, you can, as one report puts it "search the world for a sports team to invest in. A team with a story, a community, and a potential to blossom" and "find Wrexham which ticks all the boxes."Then you can try and understand the feeling of being a true fan. But you never ever will.Because a true fan doesn't search for a club to love. It's found BY the club and becomes a part of it from necessity, not choice.Plastic t**ts.Beautifully put.And as a young boy who had taken beatings from a bas**rd of a step dad between the age of 4 and 9 and growing up in near on poverty, The Rovers found me and gave me something to hold on to and gave me a chance to escape all of that for a few hours.I was absolutely hooked to the point of being obsessed by The Rovers and football in general.I honestly believe that the escapism through football and being with my mates saved me from taking a different path in life.
A true supporter gives their heart to a football club. But here's the key. YOU don't choose IT. IT chooses YOU.Usually at an impressionable age when you first go to a match at night in winter and you feel and hear the physicality of the game and see the elegance and the committment of those who transcend the efforts of the opposition. You feel the emotion of grown adults around you, temporarily let off the leash and expressing hope and disappointment and pain and ecstacy.You don't understand it, but you know that you want that experience. With this thing that has found you. This thing that is YOUR club.THAT is how fans are made.Or, you can, as one report puts it "search the world for a sports team to invest in. A team with a story, a community, and a potential to blossom" and "find Wrexham which ticks all the boxes."Then you can try and understand the feeling of being a true fan. But you never ever will.Because a true fan doesn't search for a club to love. It's found BY the club and becomes a part of it from necessity, not choice.Plastic t**ts.
The first season of Welcome to Wrexham is excellent to be fair. They chose Wrexham but clearly are a part of and have embracd the community there and if you haven’t watched it I’d recommend you do because Rob and Ryan don’t come across as plastic to me, they get it and their heart is completely in it. That’s how I perceived it anyway. Nothing dislikable about them as blokes either.
Quote from: Move DRFC on April 11, 2024, 10:55:37 pmThe first season of Welcome to Wrexham is excellent to be fair. They chose Wrexham but clearly are a part of and have embracd the community there and if you haven’t watched it I’d recommend you do because Rob and Ryan don’t come across as plastic to me, they get it and their heart is completely in it. That’s how I perceived it anyway. Nothing dislikable about them as blokes either.They are actors for f**ks sake. They make their living convincing people to suspend disbelief and watch them playing roles.How can you scour the globe for an opportunity to indulge yourself and make money, and then feel it in your heart?And more to the point, how can anyone who doesn't need help wiping their arse actually believe it?
Quote from: BillyStubbsTears on April 12, 2024, 12:13:09 pmQuote from: Move DRFC on April 11, 2024, 10:55:37 pmThe first season of Welcome to Wrexham is excellent to be fair. They chose Wrexham but clearly are a part of and have embracd the community there and if you haven’t watched it I’d recommend you do because Rob and Ryan don’t come across as plastic to me, they get it and their heart is completely in it. That’s how I perceived it anyway. Nothing dislikable about them as blokes either.They are actors for f**ks sake. They make their living convincing people to suspend disbelief and watch them playing roles.How can you scour the globe for an opportunity to indulge yourself and make money, and then feel it in your heart?And more to the point, how can anyone who doesn't need help wiping their arse actually believe it?How on Earth are they going to make money at Wrexham? They're putting money in, not taking it out.
Don't forget they're only loaning the club the money not buying shares like Terry does here. The loans are also apparently charged at quite a high interest rate.