Sandro II Terrorista wrote:
Couldn't agree less Squire.
2015 when Briscoe took the interception, I just sat down and didn't care anymore.
Yesterday I was invested right until the end and this has an almost, but not quite, 2016 feel to it.
That’s fair enough - we all feel the way we feel, I completely respect that. I’ve seen other Rovers fans call it heartbreaking.
I just felt relieved mostly, both that they had a dig and of the weight of the last 8 years. 2016, we had the catharsis of 2017 - this isn’t that but it has been quite a wait for, I dunno… psychological rehabilitation? For me, not everybody I accept.
After the early penalties and knock on(s?) I started to fear it’d be 2015 all over again… so Litten going in was nice, and I felt like I could breath again.
If we’d been 6
up with 90 seconds to go that’d feel a bit more 2016-y to me.
For me (lucky me
) those ghosts are done. I’m in my late 40s and the rich clubs have this sown up pretty tight. Even in the good old days of relative parity, 1980 was only Rovers fourth final since first entering in 1898 (won 46-0 vs Hull Marlborough in the first round [sidenote, Hull FC’s first ever Challenge Cup tie was a year earlier, a 9-0 win over Walkden if you want to ‘impress’ friends with some trivia]). Rovers didn’t make a final between 1925 and 1964. I’ve been gloomy for a long time, and I guess I just kind of bored myself with it. If this is as good it gets before my blood pressure blows the top of my head off, then I’ll take consolation where I can squeeze it out.
For now - I reserve the right to change my mind and revert to being miserable later, if new poop rains down. At least it’ll be new.
I have followed Queen Elsa’s advice and Let It Go.
