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Just a personal take about this coming to an end. Not expecting everyone to agree, as my take is very much coloured by the fact that two very close, non-Rovers friends are seriously ill. Whatever Bill Shankly might have said about that, he was wrong.I've been coming to this conclusion for a while now.Football isn't about where you end up. It's about the journey. It's not about winning stuff. Being above rivals. Going up the leagues.It's about what happens on the way. The individual moments of depression and elation. Sharing it with mates and with strangers. So yes, last night was a kick in the gonads.But next year will come and it'll be another journey. And it will be whatever we, each one of us, makes of it. And if we win or lose, succeed or fail, it doesn't really matter. It's about the journey and the people you make it with.
Seconded Billy. Seconded Gaz.Indeed, in plenty of circumstances I still prefer the Conference tbh.BobG .
For me its about connections. I met a lad when we were 10yrs old and my Dad brought him along to the Rovers with us. We grew up together as kids and always kept in touch through facebook in a fashion. Before the Crewe away game he contacted me to ask how I was getting to the game and if I had any interest in going on the train with him as his mates were not STH. We had a place on our mini bus so he came with us. Speaking about what got us all into the Rovers my mate told me that he never stopped going since my Dad took him as a kid. It was so good to hear. There are so many people i grew up with who he got into supporting the club. Its people like my old man who make Rovers so special. Its so easy to sack it off and support a top prem club but, you encourage people to stick with it, enjoy the ride and support their local team or they go and hunt for continuous glory.
Here's the thing for me. I meant to add this yesterday but I forgot.That moment when Biggins scored against Barrow is up there in the top 3-4 experiences I've had in 50-odd years watching the Rovers.This is what I've realised.I'd rather have a season like we've just had, with despair turning to hope, turning to just madness at that moment, even if it ended like it did, than have a season where we were consistently better than everyone else and won the league by 10 points.Genuinely.Because it's not about winning or progressing. It's about those moments where you are transcended out of the ordinary.
You support a team out of love. Or you ought to. And where love is concerned, bad days, bad times, come with the territory. Why the hell else did thousands of folk, all over this planet, take the time and the trouble to take up their swords 25 years ago to save a frankly terrible club? The answer, of course, is because somebody was trampling on our love, our dreams....Winning is nice. But it ain't the reason we're all here. BobG
Despite the result and outcome, Friday will still go down as one of my favourite occasions. The build up and turning up at the stadium, it felt like we were a big club. Seeing the stands full with people and the build up of the atmosphere, not just in the South Stand (where I stand) but across large sections of the East and West felt memorable. It’ll forever hurt that we didn’t get the goal to celebrate or the big moment to really get us going, but by the same measure the heartache is a huge part of football. Not least for a Doncaster fan that also follows England, the beauty of the hope followed by heartache is what we’ve all known for so long. That was just another one, but I loved everything around the occasion. I even love it now, we’re all suffering together but I think most of us share the feeling of proud in how we got there. We’ll be back.
Despite the result and outcome, Friday will still go down as one of my favourite occasions. The build up and turning up at the stadium, it felt like we were a big club. Seeing the stands full with people and the build up of the atmosphere, not just in the South Stand (where I stand) but across large sections of the East and West felt memorable. It’ll forever hurt that we didn’t get the goal to celebrate or the big moment to really get us going, but by the same measure the heartache is a huge part of football. Not least for a Doncaster fan that also follows England, the beauty of the hope followed by heartache is what we’ve all known for so long. That was just another one, but I loved everything around the occasion. I even love it now, we’re all suffering together but I think most of us share the feeling of pride in how we got there. We’ll be back.
Quote from: Jonathan on May 12, 2024, 09:31:49 pmDespite the result and outcome, Friday will still go down as one of my favourite occasions. The build up and turning up at the stadium, it felt like we were a big club. Seeing the stands full with people and the build up of the atmosphere, not just in the South Stand (where I stand) but across large sections of the East and West felt memorable. It’ll forever hurt that we didn’t get the goal to celebrate or the big moment to really get us going, but by the same measure the heartache is a huge part of football. Not least for a Doncaster fan that also follows England, the beauty of the hope followed by heartache is what we’ve all known for so long. That was just another one, but I loved everything around the occasion. I even love it now, we’re all suffering together but I think most of us share the feeling of pride in how we got there. We’ll be back.All of the above Jonathan but for me, one of the best parts of the night was when “stand up, if you love Rovers” was sung and all the way along the West Stand, everyone stood up.I didn’t notice if it happened in the East Stand.
It didn't even happen in the West, some stood up but the majority around me remained seated. My guess it was exiled South standers that stood in the West