Hmm.
So if you live outside Ireland it disqualifies you from attending home games?
No-one would expect them to turn up to every game, especially the mainly mind-numbing friendlies but some effort is possible, surely...
I know you're just pointing out the comments on YT but that's the justification I hear from folk for the singing - who f**king cares what other fans think of us - it means NOTHING... well keep singing while they keep winning.
Ooooh what will the neighbors say... It's so annoyingly Irish.
I like high energy football. A little bit rock and roll. Many finishes instead of waiting for the perfect one.
Hmm.
So if you live outside Ireland it disqualifies you from attending home games?
No-one would expect them to turn up to every game, especially the mainly mind-numbing friendlies but some effort is possible, surely...
As for the singing, surely it's down to the individual.
Personally, far more p*ssed-off most people don't know verses 1-3 of FOA, FFS.
I didn't say it disqualifies me. But it is easy talk for somebody in Ireland to preach to people on the continent about attending home matches.
I don't have limitless amounts of money and I when I visit Ireland it is not to visit Dublin. I don't have family in Dublin.
The matches in Stockholm and Cologne are next on my agenda. Maybe Vienna as well. They are more accessible for me.
But I want to see football at the new Lansdowne Road someday so hopefully it will come to pass.
Except you don't have to have family, even in Ireland, to go to home games.
Not suggesting anyone spends money they don't have, but they could make the effort, say at least once a decade...
My singing's bad but not that bad...
Plus people could make the effort to learn the words if they really wanted to.
Don't you mean to have been 'on' the horse, surely?
I'm a bloke,I'm an ocker
And I really love your knockers,I'm a labourer by day,
I **** up all me pay,Watching footy on TV,
Just feed me more VB,Just pour my beer,And get my smokes, And go away
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I'm a bloke,I'm an ocker
And I really love your knockers,I'm a labourer by day,
I **** up all me pay,Watching footy on TV,
Just feed me more VB,Just pour my beer,And get my smokes, And go away
Ah right, Pred. Thought sounded vaguely familiar.
Good analogy re.being involved in professional sport, unsure how much it applies to certain 'fans' mind. Though take the wider point.
Predator used the inverse of Sacchi's analogy in order to say - of course you do have to attend the games in order to be in touch.
Ah, read it originally as being 'tongue-in-cheek'...
Just back but quick thoughts since I'm only really catching up on Tourney reaction now...
There's seems to be a big disconnect between those in the stadium and those watching on TV. To be fair I can see why some watching at home might be scornful - a 30,000 strong sing-song at the end of a heavy defeat, replete with paddywackery and plastic hammers, may seem a destructive bandwagon too far.
But to those in the stadium, it just seemed an impromptu defiant moment - a chance to loudly show our voice and colour as our side limply exited a tournament without giving us anything to shout about. We'd travelled, spent thousands, saw handballs in Paris, stalemates in Moscow, waited ten years and, in my case, forked out even more on a crashed campervan and had my passport stolen. Sack it - we were singing and I was proud to be a part of it.
I didn't meet one Irish fan remotely content with the performance. Not one. It seems unfair to take an event as nuanced and unique as Gdansk and view it simply in light of the performance.
And was I happy when, in Warsaw, Poles, Greeks, Russians and Croats came up to me in an Ireland top to congratulate on being brilliant fans, great singers etc etc? Of course not - I want them to respect my team, fear our players even. It's frankly embarrassing how poor we've been on the pitch.
But we gave our side fantastic backing when leaving a tournament they'd barely turned up in and made a memorable mark on a tournament in which we in danger of being forgotten about completely. I'm proud of it - and I'll still be proud even when most of those who were there stay home and we're in the Aviva, Berlin, Stockholm, Vienna or Torshavn with nothing to sing about.
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