Mihai
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No pain no gainNope going to gym now.
United losing means I’m out making gains.
No pain no gainNope going to gym now.
United losing means I’m out making gains.
Of course I keep watching. For better or worse.
I always watch, I'm a masochist.
I feel like if I'm always there for the lows, karma will do its thing and I'll be there for the highs.
Are you sure according to the MEN we were hammerd. Yep the boy did miss someWe had some good chances, I think Zirkzee has cursed himself after getting Garnacho's goal ruled out and now he's missed 2 absolute sitters.
I was there. Truly amazing. I was also at the famous Bruce vs. Sheffield United turnaround game. Truly amazing.I watched the CL Final when we beat Bayern with my dad at home. In the last few mins I said to him no point watching. His reply was “it only takes a second to score a goal”. Imagine turning that game off??
Nope going to gym now.
United losing means I’m out making gains.
When we were 3-0 down, I was still thinking "if we can get one now, we could still get a draw". Then Zirkzee missed that header from 4 yards, and I knew it wasn't happening. I stuck it out until Bruno smashed it over the bar from about 25 yards and then I fecked it off.Less and less. I remember the years after Fergie had just left where the belief we could come back from any deficit was still there. We were still "Manchester united" . Now it feels like we're more likely to concede a late goal than score one.
To be perfectly honest, United have always been a huge emotional anchor for me. They are the only thing linking me to my long deceased father, and the only happy memory I have of a childhood with a man that otherwise did me irreparable and untold harm.
For almost my entire life I have had an emotional connection with the club that transcends any rational explanation. They have carried me through the bleakest of times in so many different ways, and it has been my privilege to suffer with them even when things weren’t going well on the pitch.
Some years back I had a daughter. She’s still young (9), and at some point I had to recognise the hold the fortunes of the team had over my moods at the weekend. There’s no excuse for skipping time playing with your kid to watch the game, only then to be cranky and moody for the rest of the day if the performance and result was horrible. My family themselves commented on the fate of the weekend resting on the result of the game.
It didn’t take me long to realise how sad and pathetic that was. I’ve given a lifetime of emotional investment to this club, but my daughter coming into my life has completely changed where that energy goes. As it should be. She deserves the best of me, all the time, not just when United win.
So, a few years back I took a significant step back from allowing United to unbalance me emotionally. I now view the club through much more objective and analytical eyes, and I couldn’t be happier for it. I’ve only watched one game so far this season, the home opener, and I saw enough there to know what this season would hold. A dispassionate assessment that saw an inevitable repeat of the same mistakes as last season, with no midfield, baffling instructions, and a manager embarrassingly out of his depth. I played Lego with my daughter this morning instead of watching the match. It was great. I don’t owe the club any more than what I’ve already given them, which emotionally is everything, and financially quite a lot.
I’ll always love and support United but I’ll never let them affect my life again. The stakes are too high now, and at the end of the day, it’s just football. Less enthralling, less romantic by the hour. I spend more time talking about amortisation schedules these days, than I do any artistry in the game - which has all but been eradicated by modern coaching.
United will, in my humble opinion, continue to make excellent strides off the pitch in terms of recruitment, and infrastructure development under Ineos - an interesting case study to follow that will take shape and yield fruit over the course of several years. United will also, again in my humble opinion, continue to be a proverbial laughing stock and debacle on the field for as long as Ten Hag remains manager. There will be the odd false dawn, there will be endless circular debates about injuries, patience, structure, scapegoating players etc etc, but my assessment is that under his leadership United will be a complete non-entity in the league. We’ll score a frightening low amount of goals, we’ll experience several more chastening humiliations against rivals, and we’ll continue to operate with a tactical naivety that beggars belief.
Hence, I will likely watch only a very small percentage of games this season, subject to convenience, opponent, and form. I’m not getting invested, or letting myself be affected by an exercise in futility. I follow games remotely, through here, mbm’s, highlights etc; but I’m not fully checking back in until we have a new manager. I am THAT convinced that it’s a waste of time to do otherwise.
If I am wrong, and he turns it around and comes good, humility is in no short supply in this household and I will hold my hands up, say I was wrong and get back to enjoying watching United. But, as a simple risk assessment exercise, all rational logic points to the outcome I have bet on. It’s a sad and depressing outcome and I want to be clear that I take no joy in it, but quite simply for the sake of self preservation and having a healthy, happy home environment, the decision to divest myself of emotional connection to current outcomes, seems the only logic choice.
I’m too old, given too much, and have too many other responsibilities - practical, moral and emotional - to do differently at this point. Time is my most precious commodity. I’m mid forties, work in a high pressure job, have little free time, am a single parent, and I have to make use of almost every free minute I have, and moreover, use it wisely. Watching United under Ten Hag, and getting bent out of shape when the predictable becomes actual, doesn’t meet the criteria.
I do advise that some people who take this stuff really hard - that used to be me too - learn to step away and take a breath. Nothing is forever, and if Ineos keep doing the right things, then better times lay ahead. What you don’t want to do, not really, not in your heart, is turn on individuals and become toxic and hateful towards players. It’s ugly and we are better than that. They are in an impossible situation under leadership that is fundamentally unequipped and catastrophic for consistently competitive performances. Nothing on the field will change, until the manager changes. No amount of signings, no amount of abuse thrown at players, none of it will change that.
And what definitely won’t change that, is allowing your anger, frustration or despair over abject and humiliating performances like today, to spill over into your personal life. To the decisions you make, to what you feel inside, and to how you treat those around you. So a caring word of advice from me to you all, is to remember not to carry that negative emotion with you out into your world. It’s never worth it.
How does he feel about having McTominay as new Napoli player now?Enjoyed reading this post. I have two boys and a daughter, 10, 5 and 3 and since they've been born (well eldest is my step son since he was 3) I've become less attached emotionally with the club.
The sad part for me is my 5 year old is obsessed with football, he has no issues watching 90 minute games fully focussed and even gives his little analysis during them, for example we watched Napoli v Parma the day before and I find it to be a fun experience watching games with him. I took him to watch Valencia v Barcelona, we watch my local team and he enjoys it.
But watching United just isn't fun. I can see him become weary and he asked to play football outside after it went 2-0. Even the games we win he doesn't seem fascinated by it as he does with other games we watch. I found it sad he asked for a Napoli back pack rather than an United one this year for school
Where are you located? From that post it seems like Valencia.Enjoyed reading this post. I have two boys and a daughter, 10, 5 and 3 and since they've been born (well eldest is my step son since he was 3) I've become less attached emotionally with the club.
The sad part for me is my 5 year old is obsessed with football, he has no issues watching 90 minute games fully focussed and even gives his little analysis during them, for example we watched Napoli v Parma the day before and I find it to be a fun experience watching games with him. I took him to watch Valencia v Barcelona, we watch my local team and he enjoys it.
But watching United just isn't fun. I can see him become weary and he asked to play football outside after it went 2-0. Even the games we win he doesn't seem fascinated by it as he does with other games we watch. I found it sad he asked for a Napoli back pack rather than an United one this year for school
Where are you located? From that post it seems like Valencia.
To be perfectly honest, United have always been a huge emotional anchor for me. They are the only thing linking me to my long deceased father, and the only happy memory I have of a childhood with a man that otherwise did me irreparable and untold harm.
For almost my entire life I have had an emotional connection with the club that transcends any rational explanation. They have carried me through the bleakest of times in so many different ways, and it has been my privilege to suffer with them even when things weren’t going well on the pitch.
Some years back I had a daughter. She’s still young (9), and at some point I had to recognise the hold the fortunes of the team had over my moods at the weekend. There’s no excuse for skipping time playing with your kid to watch the game, only then to be cranky and moody for the rest of the day if the performance and result was horrible. My family themselves commented on the fate of the weekend resting on the result of the game.
It didn’t take me long to realise how sad and pathetic that was. I’ve given a lifetime of emotional investment to this club, but my daughter coming into my life has completely changed where that energy goes. As it should be. She deserves the best of me, all the time, not just when United win.
So, a few years back I took a significant step back from allowing United to unbalance me emotionally. I now view the club through much more objective and analytical eyes, and I couldn’t be happier for it. I’ve only watched one game so far this season, the home opener, and I saw enough there to know what this season would hold. A dispassionate assessment that saw an inevitable repeat of the same mistakes as last season, with no midfield, baffling instructions, and a manager embarrassingly out of his depth. I played Lego with my daughter this morning instead of watching the match. It was great. I don’t owe the club any more than what I’ve already given them, which emotionally is everything, and financially quite a lot.
I’ll always love and support United but I’ll never let them affect my life again. The stakes are too high now, and at the end of the day, it’s just football. Less enthralling, less romantic by the hour. I spend more time talking about amortisation schedules these days, than I do any artistry in the game - which has all but been eradicated by modern coaching.
United will, in my humble opinion, continue to make excellent strides off the pitch in terms of recruitment, and infrastructure development under Ineos - an interesting case study to follow that will take shape and yield fruit over the course of several years. United will also, again in my humble opinion, continue to be a proverbial laughing stock and debacle on the field for as long as Ten Hag remains manager. There will be the odd false dawn, there will be endless circular debates about injuries, patience, structure, scapegoating players etc etc, but my assessment is that under his leadership United will be a complete non-entity in the league. We’ll score a frightening low amount of goals, we’ll experience several more chastening humiliations against rivals, and we’ll continue to operate with a tactical naivety that beggars belief.
Hence, I will likely watch only a very small percentage of games this season, subject to convenience, opponent, and form. I’m not getting invested, or letting myself be affected by an exercise in futility. I follow games remotely, through here, mbm’s, highlights etc; but I’m not fully checking back in until we have a new manager. I am THAT convinced that it’s a waste of time to do otherwise.
If I am wrong, and he turns it around and comes good, humility is in no short supply in this household and I will hold my hands up, say I was wrong and get back to enjoying watching United. But, as a simple risk assessment exercise, all rational logic points to the outcome I have bet on. It’s a sad and depressing outcome and I want to be clear that I take no joy in it, but quite simply for the sake of self preservation and having a healthy, happy home environment, the decision to divest myself of emotional connection to current outcomes, seems the only logic choice.
I’m too old, given too much, and have too many other responsibilities - practical, moral and emotional - to do differently at this point. Time is my most precious commodity. I’m mid forties, work in a high pressure job, have little free time, am a single parent, and I have to make use of almost every free minute I have, and moreover, use it wisely. Watching United under Ten Hag, and getting bent out of shape when the predictable becomes actual, doesn’t meet the criteria.
I do advise that some people who take this stuff really hard - that used to be me too - learn to step away and take a breath. Nothing is forever, and if Ineos keep doing the right things, then better times lay ahead. What you don’t want to do, not really, not in your heart, is turn on individuals and become toxic and hateful towards players. It’s ugly and we are better than that. They are in an impossible situation under leadership that is fundamentally unequipped and catastrophic for consistently competitive performances. Nothing on the field will change, until the manager changes. No amount of signings, no amount of abuse thrown at players, none of it will change that.
And what definitely won’t change that, is allowing your anger, frustration or despair over abject and humiliating performances like today, to spill over into your personal life. To the decisions you make, to what you feel inside, and to how you treat those around you. So a caring word of advice from me to you all, is to remember not to carry that negative emotion with you out into your world. It’s never worth it.
Depends on whether you were heavily emotionally invested or looked at it like just a game and not really a big deal in your life, in the first place.It's funny how so many people decided to emotionally disassociate themselves with the club in the last 9 or 10 years isn't it?
Yes. In my seat at OT.
Along with most matchgoers I've spoken to, most of us don't want a new stadium either! (Couldn't resist getting that in!)
Thank you!Beautifully and eloquently written! Felt quite cathartic reading your post!
I've never been in a position where a bad Utd result would ruin my weekend - the post Fergie era has taught me to forget about the result as soon as the game finishes. What I do miss is enjoying a game and the lovely after glow of a brilliant win (having said that the FA cup did provide that for a good 10 days!)