The Brentford game finished the other night, I was only a wee bit bothered, more apathy, I’d usually be gutted, angry, etc but not much now.
My wife has commented on how I’m different watching a match now, I used to leap around the room if a goal went in, gutted if they score, now hardly a flicker either way , she thinks I’m ill
Christmas games I’m hardly bothered about, our final league position I’m hardly bothered about.
I grew up in the 70’s so I’m used to shite believe me, I’ve saw some fantastic football too but I always had a passion , a real passion, now I’ve nothing really .
Nothing