Originally Posted by
the_idiotb_stardson
Evening Gm. Hope you are well?
I had a lovely day.
I had to go to town around mid day. Saw a few Rotherham fans behaving like louts outside one of the town centre pubs, singing and being obscene.
It's funny now I have given up football, how immature that sort of behaviour seems. It got me thinking to how supporters in the 50's celebrated goals....none of the oafish bouncing up and down and piling on top of each other that we see today....just polite applause and at its most demonstrative, maybe two arms in the air. Why do people have to go mental nowadays over a game of sport?
All I can say is it is a bit like being sober and seeing how silly everyone else is when they are drunk. All this nonsense about a game of football is all a bit pathetic really.
Anyway with the money I saved from not going to the match and buying a programme, pie etc, I bought the missus a bunch of flowers. Let's just say she rewarded me well for my thoughtfulness. I got out of bed around 3.20pm. I was tempted to look at my phone but I thought, why spoil my day? I felt content and happy.
I didn't know the score until I saw my neighbour around 5.20pm. He had been to the match. He told me it was "woeful" "depressing" "no atmosphere" "no quality whatsoever".
Really glad I missed it. Also looking forward to not watching match of the day. I think the missus might be showing her gratitude again later.
Just regretting that I didn't do this years ago. I could have done something constructive with all that money.....maybe I could have opened a florist?