
Originally Posted by
bluemovie
Sure God love the poor pet, you'd have to feel sorry for him. Having nearly cried in 1979 when Man U lost the cup, he now realises he has no connection to them. He's clearly emotionally-repressed!!
And he was so close to the truth. I can picture him in a psychiatrist's office coming close to a breakthrough. He has reached into the depths of his soul to search for a new level of self-realisation. He has come to terms with how empty his past life has been and how he truly seeks a sense of belonging, a more honest and fulfilling path. Here it is - his moment of clarity. Doctor Melfi braces herself for this revelation, this life-altering assertion and then......"I think I'll follow Barca instead" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH HHHH
It reminds me of a guy I knew who had heart problems and was advised to give up cigarettes......so he took up cigars instead!
So many of his points about Man U/the Premiership are spot on and Barca do play the best football in the world, but how on earth could he look himself in the mirror and say "I used to support Man U, but now I prefer Barcelona"? Of course, the advantage of switching to Barca is that he has even less chance of ever having to attend a match which is clearly a good thing in his mind. I love the line "there is no problem identifying what or who the 2009 winners represent". Not you, that's for sure. Not some journo asking the barman in Mulligans to put on Sky Sports Xtra. But he wonders why he no longer feels a connection with an English team.
And isn't it wonderful how Barcelona are a Catalan team and are run by the fans? The Catlan fans who want to keep the spirit of the club local, who don't even associate with the rest of Spain let alone some hack in D'Olier Street. Also, did anyone seriously believe that when one of the richest clubs in the world (and one of the biggest merchandise sellers) decided to go against their tradition by allowing (even paying for) UNICEF as a shirt sponsor that it was a completely altruistic move and not a gateway to a massive future revenue stream??
Don't get me wrong. I love watching Barcelona play. It's a thing of beauty. But if I became a Barca fan, would I have to deny myself any pleasure from watching Ozil or DiMaria for Real Madrid? Some of the best football I've seen was from Zidane and the traitorous Figo (who any true Barca fan would despise). And I wouldn't have been able to enjoy watching Sgorio when I was a kid to see Butragueno and Hugo Sanchez in Welsh! Far from being Luddite, League of Ireland fans tend to really appreciate football in all its breadth. Growing up, I was fascinated with the technique of Lobanovsky's Kiev. Then there was the sheer awesomeness of Milan 88-94, the teenage kicks of Ajax '95 and the joy of Arsenal's Invincibles. All the while, nothing could beat the thrill of live football (live being 'in the flesh' rather than 'live and exclusive').
That hack would probably love the right-on story of AFC Wimbledon - the ultimate no to franchise football. He uses the example of the Baltimore Colts. I have plenty of friends from around Baltimore. The reason they stopped following the Colts after the move to Indianapolis wasn't because of some disgust about greed-driven shipping out of a franchise, it was because they were no longer their LOCAL team. Baltimore went out and did to Cleveland exactly what Indianapolis had done to them: they stole their team. And now everyone in Baltimore supports the Ravens (formerly the Cleveland Browns) because they can attend games, interact with the team and because the team REPRESENTS them.
As my grandfather would've said "that fella needs some fresh air". It's been said here a million times, but nothing beats going to a game. He, and Mr A, are right. Being a League of Ireland fan is a bit mad. But so are most of the exciting, romantic, inventive things in life. When you love your club, yes, there is a small element of mass-like religious obligation about going when things are bad, but a life with the League of Ireland is genuinely thrilling, emotive and fulfilling. The interaction with the club, the social element, the moments of magic, the despairing lows and the unbridled highs. I never believe we should try to guilt people into going to football matches - it's their loss, they're the ones missing out on something special.
Thanks, Brian O'Connor. You have unintentionally reminded me why I love MY club and MY league. The League of Ireland: Football in Highest Definition!
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