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Sixth in the table and a defeat against a team who desperately needed to win.
Our own fans hate some of our players more than any opposition fans ever will.
Fans going to the match and whinging before we've even kicked off.
Calls for a change of manager/chairman.
Can someone answer me truthfully... when did we turn into Sheffield Wednesday?
Some of our fans have got their heads rammed so far up their own arses they can't see who's had a good game or not. One season in the Premiership and everyone thinks we should be billy big bollocks... walking the league, getting every single player we want and spending hundreds of millions of pounds. Of course every team we play will just be falling over themselves to let us win, because we're Sheffield United and we're a MASSIVE club. They'd be honoured to gift us three points everywhere we go.
As for the money. Erm... Manchester City, the richest club in the world, couldn't get Berbatov to go to them. But yeah... McCabe should just chuck money at the situation and suddenly everyone will want to come.
I've seen the Blades lose all over the bloody place. Yet before our season in the Premiership, I've never heard such vitriol aimed towards our own players.
I've been to Stockport to stand and watch the Blades lose in the pissing down rain. Did the fans start booing... or did we have a pissed up conga? (Hint: it was the latter).
Seven years ago last Tuesday, Grimsby knocked us out of the league cup on penalties. Fair enough, the day will be best remembered for other events. But those events put football into perspective for most people and I don't think I'll ever go to a weirder football match.
I think the worst thing that could have ever happened to some of our fans was that promotion season and that year in the Premiership. I for one will enjoy football much more when not surrounded by people who think we're Manchester United in a stripy kit. By the sounds of it, it won't be long before they all piss off and watch someone else.
I'm upset about the defeat... but I find I'm more depressed at the state of our fans when I get home.
Our own fans hate some of our players more than any opposition fans ever will.
Fans going to the match and whinging before we've even kicked off.
Calls for a change of manager/chairman.
Can someone answer me truthfully... when did we turn into Sheffield Wednesday?
Some of our fans have got their heads rammed so far up their own arses they can't see who's had a good game or not. One season in the Premiership and everyone thinks we should be billy big bollocks... walking the league, getting every single player we want and spending hundreds of millions of pounds. Of course every team we play will just be falling over themselves to let us win, because we're Sheffield United and we're a MASSIVE club. They'd be honoured to gift us three points everywhere we go.
As for the money. Erm... Manchester City, the richest club in the world, couldn't get Berbatov to go to them. But yeah... McCabe should just chuck money at the situation and suddenly everyone will want to come.
I've seen the Blades lose all over the bloody place. Yet before our season in the Premiership, I've never heard such vitriol aimed towards our own players.
I've been to Stockport to stand and watch the Blades lose in the pissing down rain. Did the fans start booing... or did we have a pissed up conga? (Hint: it was the latter).
Seven years ago last Tuesday, Grimsby knocked us out of the league cup on penalties. Fair enough, the day will be best remembered for other events. But those events put football into perspective for most people and I don't think I'll ever go to a weirder football match.
I think the worst thing that could have ever happened to some of our fans was that promotion season and that year in the Premiership. I for one will enjoy football much more when not surrounded by people who think we're Manchester United in a stripy kit. By the sounds of it, it won't be long before they all piss off and watch someone else.
I'm upset about the defeat... but I find I'm more depressed at the state of our fans when I get home.