LoyalFan wrote:
Thank You... I appreciate your comments.
It's an odd feeling, and one which I never believed would be possible. I never thought I'd see the day when I would much prefer to spend the afternoon going for a walk than going to a game.... in fact... I never thought anything would overtake that feeling of going to a game. I think it's been coming for a good while this feeling and gradually got worse over the last few weeks. I think it really hit me against Harlequins... I was walking down Weaste Lane from what I would call the De La Salle end. As you know... walking down that road you are practically looking down to the stadium. I felt nothing. I used to feel excited walking down that road with the stadium in view... but nothing. I questioned why I was doing it.... what it was giving me. There was no excitement... no adrenaline.... I may as well have been going shopping. I spent much of that second half sat in the press box... chatting to a couple of members of the press... who were also bored. I was described by one as being like the child who has had enough of playing with his toys and can't find anything better to do, so ambles around looking for something to catch his eye.
I do hope this is a phase I am going though.... but I am desperately seeking something to lift my spirits.
It's an odd feeling, and one which I never believed would be possible. I never thought I'd see the day when I would much prefer to spend the afternoon going for a walk than going to a game.... in fact... I never thought anything would overtake that feeling of going to a game. I think it's been coming for a good while this feeling and gradually got worse over the last few weeks. I think it really hit me against Harlequins... I was walking down Weaste Lane from what I would call the De La Salle end. As you know... walking down that road you are practically looking down to the stadium. I felt nothing. I used to feel excited walking down that road with the stadium in view... but nothing. I questioned why I was doing it.... what it was giving me. There was no excitement... no adrenaline.... I may as well have been going shopping. I spent much of that second half sat in the press box... chatting to a couple of members of the press... who were also bored. I was described by one as being like the child who has had enough of playing with his toys and can't find anything better to do, so ambles around looking for something to catch his eye.
I do hope this is a phase I am going though.... but I am desperately seeking something to lift my spirits.
Time to change your username perhaps?