Tuumble
Friday 2nd September 2011 12:20am
Peterborough
4,491 posts
Football has only ever reduced me to tears on a few occasions and most of those have been with England - you can probably work out which these were so I won't cover old ground there.
In club football it has only happened three times; once with my favourite team Lincoln and twice with Peterborough. The Lincoln one was when they were in the play-off final against Bournemouth at the Millennium stadium and the tears were before the game in a match we eventually lost 5-2. I was so proud that day but it still narks me that the Imps remain one of the few teams to have never played at Wembley.
Peterborough are my local team and when they beat Liverpool in the League Cup in 1991 I was literally overcome with emotion. It happened again 6 months later when they beat Stockport 2-1 in the play-off final at Wembley.
I don't know what it is but I think a small team in grand settings make you realise you are seeing something special. I've never claimed to be a football supporter because I don't go to enough games, certainly not as many as I used to. These days I say that I 'follow' football rather than support it because to support means you actually put your hand in your pocket to pay at the turnstile and in the club shop.
Part of the problem for me is that my local team is not my favourite team. Lincoln is 50-60 miles away and not a practical journey if you don't drive and have a rapidly growing family. I'm not close enough to it on any level to feel passionate enough to feel the raw emotion of success and failure. Liverpool have traditionally been my big club and have usually been successful so whatever happens to them has always been a bit, "Meh" in that sense.
Some of you might wonder why I didn't get upset by Lincoln's two relegations out of the league. In 1987 I was simply stunned by it when I heard because I got my calculations wrong and thought they were already safe. I lived even further away then and in any case, their final match was away to Swansea and I was living in Norwich. It was the only time during the whole season they were bottom and it occured in the first year of automatic relegation.
When they went down this year the writing was on the wall for ages - they needed 4 points from their final 11 games to be safe and they only managed two draws. In late January/early February 2011 they'd won six out of seven which put them up in mid-table but from February 15 to the end of the season they won only twice more.
Here are the most damning statistics: In their last four home games they conceded 15 and scored none losing 6-0 to Rotherham in the process. AT HOME! The point is is that the relegation itself didn't upset me, it made me angry. How could confidence have dropped so low, so quickly for them to be in that position at all? What's more, the manager Steve Tilson is still there and we're now just above the Blue Square Premier drop zone again.
[*shakes head in dismay]