Fans lack of support and team’s impotency driving me berserk
Almost as disappointing as the prospect of dropping more, potentially crucial points, against yet another patently inferior outfit and the likelihood that Man United were about to leapfrog us, was the mood amongst our crowd when Middlesbrough took an unexpected lead, with just about their one and only worthwhile counter-attack during the first half.
It winds me up something rotten, when the same fans who sit on their overpriced seats, silently waiting for victory to fall into their laps, without being prepared to work for it (sadly, much like the majority of our team), suddenly find their voices, in order to vocalise their utter and all too ugly contempt for the very same players who’s arses they were prepared to kiss only a couple of weeks back.