SE9
Member
I don't post here, avid reader for more years than I can remember, but never felt obliged to post before.
Last night I got a message from a mate who supports Liverpool, obviously surprised I hadn't been rubbing salt in his wounds. "Feel free to gloat" was his message. But for once, I didn't feel like gloating. Didn't feel like it was yet another David vs Goliath moment. When people had asked me on Friday who I thought would win, I said us, and it didn't feel like such a big deal. Like most of us here, there has been many years of famine than feast, so I've still got that supporter of a small club mentality. Having spent the best part of 22 years up in Charlton / Millwall / West Ham territory it's taking a while to get used to me being the supporter of the big club.
The result yesterday is especially poignant - watched my old man being given the last rites at lunchtime, and am now just waiting for that inevitable call that things really are over. He gave me my love of the Albion, and utter disdain for Pompey and Palace (in that order, for him).
Maybe we are a Stoke - getting a few years at the top table and then will trundle back to averageness, maybe we will be another West Brom / Fulham and bounce around between the top two. or maybe, just maybe we are a big club and I am only just realising this.
RIP Dad and thankyou RDZ.
Last night I got a message from a mate who supports Liverpool, obviously surprised I hadn't been rubbing salt in his wounds. "Feel free to gloat" was his message. But for once, I didn't feel like gloating. Didn't feel like it was yet another David vs Goliath moment. When people had asked me on Friday who I thought would win, I said us, and it didn't feel like such a big deal. Like most of us here, there has been many years of famine than feast, so I've still got that supporter of a small club mentality. Having spent the best part of 22 years up in Charlton / Millwall / West Ham territory it's taking a while to get used to me being the supporter of the big club.
The result yesterday is especially poignant - watched my old man being given the last rites at lunchtime, and am now just waiting for that inevitable call that things really are over. He gave me my love of the Albion, and utter disdain for Pompey and Palace (in that order, for him).
Maybe we are a Stoke - getting a few years at the top table and then will trundle back to averageness, maybe we will be another West Brom / Fulham and bounce around between the top two. or maybe, just maybe we are a big club and I am only just realising this.
RIP Dad and thankyou RDZ.