Football is a massive part of my life. I'd say its probably the thing that gives me the most joy.
My wife is great, my family are great, my friends are great (albeit I could do with more local friends), work is mostly fine which is as good as work gets in the real world!
Most of the above are consistent, never too much drama. Friends can be more or less reliable in spades which does have an impact, but the biggest variable is football.
When Ole arrived I was buzzing, I lived and loved every game, then came the drive off the cliff.
It's a motivation killer, it ruins weekends. It's something we cant control, just hope for something better.
I don't know if I can call it true depression, but its certainly energy sapping. I find myself seeking out answers, looking for links to players being sold. This week is probably the worst. The hope of top 4 is gone and everything looks lost.
Reading articles on the Glazers just suggests they are money grabbing bastards and looking at the Bucs would highlight the same. They are specialists in failure.
I can't entirely blame them, as they have spent a lot of 'United' money, even if they have taken a lot. We have some of the highest wages in world football. The Glazers/ Woodward have tried to balance giving managers a chance with firing when needed.
We can all blame blame blame, but the truth is probably somewhere in the middle with inexperience of Woodward resulting in imperfect decisions, sprinkled with bad luck with signings (consistently getting it wrong). We all want answers because we are used to success, but SAF was an anomaly and even he got luck with the class of 92, a golden generation. Things could have been so different, but as it is many of us have had a lifetime of luck in football, so maybe now is just the ying to the yang.
How do you balance passion and joy with obsession and depression? I've heard many fans say they feel like they want to switch off, to not be so involved. But many fans switch on every week to watch their teams be shite. Maybe it's a mindset and maybe I don't want to accept mediocrity.
The alignment of Uniteds focus on success feels aligned to my own drives to succeed in my career. Settling, giving up the fight, not seeking more is not something I'm used to.
So what does one do when they can't control this tide of turd. Patience has never been a skill of mine!
Roll on the summer...roll on the next year....or maybe the year after...or will it be 30 years....damn I really hate/ love football.
Share your story/ share your wisdom. Maybe it's better to talk about what we can control in our own emotions than in the endless hope for something to happen something more than the equivalent of a stripper dangling her arse in your face and leaning back smiling, but only wanting your wallet.
My wife is great, my family are great, my friends are great (albeit I could do with more local friends), work is mostly fine which is as good as work gets in the real world!
Most of the above are consistent, never too much drama. Friends can be more or less reliable in spades which does have an impact, but the biggest variable is football.
When Ole arrived I was buzzing, I lived and loved every game, then came the drive off the cliff.
It's a motivation killer, it ruins weekends. It's something we cant control, just hope for something better.
I don't know if I can call it true depression, but its certainly energy sapping. I find myself seeking out answers, looking for links to players being sold. This week is probably the worst. The hope of top 4 is gone and everything looks lost.
Reading articles on the Glazers just suggests they are money grabbing bastards and looking at the Bucs would highlight the same. They are specialists in failure.
I can't entirely blame them, as they have spent a lot of 'United' money, even if they have taken a lot. We have some of the highest wages in world football. The Glazers/ Woodward have tried to balance giving managers a chance with firing when needed.
We can all blame blame blame, but the truth is probably somewhere in the middle with inexperience of Woodward resulting in imperfect decisions, sprinkled with bad luck with signings (consistently getting it wrong). We all want answers because we are used to success, but SAF was an anomaly and even he got luck with the class of 92, a golden generation. Things could have been so different, but as it is many of us have had a lifetime of luck in football, so maybe now is just the ying to the yang.
How do you balance passion and joy with obsession and depression? I've heard many fans say they feel like they want to switch off, to not be so involved. But many fans switch on every week to watch their teams be shite. Maybe it's a mindset and maybe I don't want to accept mediocrity.
The alignment of Uniteds focus on success feels aligned to my own drives to succeed in my career. Settling, giving up the fight, not seeking more is not something I'm used to.
So what does one do when they can't control this tide of turd. Patience has never been a skill of mine!
Roll on the summer...roll on the next year....or maybe the year after...or will it be 30 years....damn I really hate/ love football.
Share your story/ share your wisdom. Maybe it's better to talk about what we can control in our own emotions than in the endless hope for something to happen something more than the equivalent of a stripper dangling her arse in your face and leaning back smiling, but only wanting your wallet.
