I simply CANNOT fathom the idea of football from the perspective of somebody who CHOOSES a team to support, regardless of their geographic location, purely on the grounds of their success. It is an alien concept to me. I have supported my team wholeheartedly when they have been TOTAL shit. And there have been times when they were so shit it was painful, but I stuck by it because for me, there's no upping and switching to another team, that just doesn't work. I love my club, I actually LOVE it, even when Nicky Rust was haplessly flapping about picking ball after ball out of his net on the way to another humiliating defeat in the basement division. Didn't matter. It was heartbreaking, but that's because it meant something to me. Just like the success we are currently enjoying (last two games withstanding) is like cloud nine to me. It would mean a f*** of a lot less if I'd just picked Albion out of a hat to start supporting now they've got a nice ground and play enjoyable football.
Agreed. But I don't hate bigger clubs or their glory-hunting fans for it, if anything I feel more of a sense of pity. I have plenty of friends who 'support' Man Utd or Chelsea etc, and there is no way that they get the same enjoyment out of 'supporting' their club that I do out of supporting mine. They expect to win things, and when they don't, they are disappointed. We're the other way around, and the success my club is having at the moment gives me far greater pleasure than these people will ever get of the beautiful game. So it's their loss, they are the ones that are missing out.