I get the same feeling every year around the end of May. There is just something missing in my weekends. There is a lack of excitement and a lack of interest. I’m used to getting a buzz watching the football and then come May, it all just stops.
Once the FA Cup final has been played, there is literally nothing left for a few months. I miss the action. I miss cheering on my team. I even miss the disappointment when we lose and I really miss the anger when we are rubbish and don’t even get in the game.
But it’s not even any of these that I miss the most. It’s the other teams which I really miss. I don’t really watch their games, but every result matters and it all comes down to two little pounds. Continue reading “Filling The Football Void”