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On one hand, I don't really care as long as we are above them in the league and win any derbies. I don't really hate them and of course they think they are a bigger and better than they are, all clubs do. I hate Leeds, but Wednesday meh. On the other hand, there is a competitive side of me, that's would sees all their suffering to our advantage, including some fantasies about being the only team in Sheffield
 



Hate? Absolutely not.

Like a lot of others I used to go and watch them occasionally, though the last time that happened was in the 1980s. I saw them become the first team to defeat Man Utd in 1984/85 and there were 48,000 in there. Two weeks later they couldn't even muster 19k to their next home league game.

That sums up the mythology that most of their fanbace (sic) believes in to this day. Because they had a large capacity ground a lot of travelling fans and neutrals (not that I was theoretically neutral) would go to their bigger games. They've always believed that this proves how well they are supported.

That's the main difference for me between our supporters and theirs, though it's a sweeping generalisation as it always is. More than geography and whether you come from Gleadless or Firth Park, what separates us is mentality and we all surely know that we are pessimists and they are eternal optimists beyond the point of delusion.

I prefer pessimism, it never lets you down.
 
Despise the club, the iconography and the deluded shits who find themselves supporting them.

I rejoice in their defeats and am warmly pleased in their off field failures. My nephew also summed it up that when he has to drive past that disgrace of a ground of theirs, he feels like he is passing a field of cowshit and physically feels himself move in his car seat away from where he can see it.

Also, in my job, if I meet anyone who is from the region (usually recognised by give-away language triggers) my first question is 'Blade or pig?' If it is 'pig', it could be Nicole Schzeringer or Margot Robbie type beauty before me but she would immediately become contemptible and someone of ridicule. (Of course, were is said females, a quick hop-on or some other act of vileness for my gratification would ameliorate my mindset somewhat)

I have admitted on here before however that I have in the past actually committed a conjugal act of unpleasantness with 'one of them'. The worst part about it is that I knew she was soiled, slovenly and a person of low morals and standards before I committed the sinful act. I have spent years in the wilderness in penance, prayed to Lord Michael Brown for forgiveness and some time ago managed to pay back my debt to society for my lapse in standards. An eminent doctor who assessed me did say that when it comes to the old one-eyed-custard-rifle, nature does in fact overcome nurture and it does not see 'shirt colours'. When this slip in judgement happened, I did come to my senses soon after and after vomiting copiously in revulsion I made the unsightly, piggy gronk walk home through Wadsley Bridge whilst I drove at speed back to my sister's in Renishaw for a scalding hot shower. I did wear a nodder, so there was no chance of my blessed issue causing an unfortunate, squalling hybrid who has the intent of feeling GCB in it's DNA but ends up sitting in their kop rooering as Duffy slams number three home.

pommpey

In my earlier years I also hopped on the good foot and did the bad thing (on many occasions) with a Pig supporting girlfriend. I also had a female 'acquaintance' who supported dirty Leeds. On many occasions I would ask my female friends (not at the sane time obviously) to wear their respective club shirts for me during the act of copulation. They always did so willingly. I did however always make sure that the royal rogering that I delivered was done so in the doggy position so that I had the sense of a Bladesman dominating the filth. There was no cosy loving missionary position or kissing afterwards whilst they wore their respective shit rags. If they wanted a kiss or cuddle afterwards I was insistent that they removed the offending garment (though subtly suggested by me so that they didnt catch on that I was doing the 'wear a shirt thing' for my own personal Blades power trip).

Nowadays my wife, whilst not a match attendee, is a Blade (as her old man was) so the wearing of a pig shirt option doesnt happen (I ask her to wear other things instead 😏😁).

As for Wednesday, I don't hate them. They arent worth the effort. But I do actively enjoy them having bad results and any bad news that they have. When they win it always irritates me a little for 5 mins.
 
I even said to my best mate who's a pig if he wanted to come to mine and watch the match yesterday on my firestick as I get all the matches for every team and he said na I can't be arsed I'm going the gym 😂😂 "some best mate you are" 😂
 
I don't hate the fans. I have friends and family of that unfortunate persuasion. I just don't generally discuss football with them because once they get going the deludamol kicks in and I can't take them seriously.

The club though. Forever tainted by death, dishonesty and cheating. It's a stain on our fine city. If it ceased to be I wouldn't miss it.
 
Couldn’t give a shit really, and dislike Sheffield derbies more than I dislike the team we are playing against in them. I think my hate for the other lot peaked when I was about 14, then I sort of grew out of it. It helps that they’ve been largely irrelevant for the past twenty-odd years.

I’m even quite happy for them to be doing pretty well, just as long as we are doing significantly better.
 
The basic pantomime point people are making is that they don't know any pigs, never even spoken to one, but they know everything every one of 'em has ever said or thought.
 
Don't "hate" em since I have a bunch of piggy mates but Wednesday are a bad photocopy of pre-moneybags Newcastle, thinking they have a divine right to be bigger than they are. E.g. Hutchinson's recent comment about being the Man U of division three. I hope they miss out on the playoffs altogether and have to make do with Bannan plus a load of academy kids next year.
 
I can’t be bothered to hate them, I dislike them very much, I don’t know any of their players names or what their next fixture is but I love it when they lose, I’ll watch the goals on Quest when they lose and always feel pleased after a Sheffield double weekend. It’s not really about the club though is it, it’s about the rivalry between fans. Years of being told the myth about how good their support is compared to ours, how much better their ground is/was, how they’ve won more than us and so on. One of my oldest mates is a pig, he went to the sty with his dad as a boy and although he rarely goes now he has two sons who are also both pigs.
It’s all about bragging rights really, getting one over on the other lot then rubbing it in. Who’d want a situation like leeds has with only one club where they have to make up imaginary rivalry with the likes of Newton Heath?
Take the pigs away and who is there to take the piss out of at work on a Monday morning?
Dislike them certainly but take them away and Sheffield wouldn’t be the same place and we certainly wouldn’t have half as much fun on here as we do when results have gone our way or as many threads to contribute to as we have now.
 



Pretty much echo a few others opinions here.

I don't hate the club, unfortunately it's been run by sketchy people and I feel for the fans. To have a rivalry in the city is brilliant, wouldn't ever want that to change.

I do however hate the fans attitude, like many have said they have this idea that it's 50 years ago and they're some huge player in the league, the sooner they realise what the club is they can probably enjoy it more. Every fan I know including family are full on delusional, it's amazing how few of them actually go. Shame really because I like Hillsborough as a ground but it's just so run down and falling apart.

I would however have to move somewhere remote if Wednesday ever got their shit together and ended up in the prem with Leeds. Those fans combined would genuinely unbearable.
 
Agreed I can't stand them , I don't even have that many pig friends ( Maybe a couple who aren't arrogant ) . Stuck with the in-laws who mostly go to Hillsborough when they are shopping at Morrisons .
 
Despise the club, the iconography and the deluded shits who find themselves supporting them.

I rejoice in their defeats and am warmly pleased in their off field failures. My nephew also summed it up that when he has to drive past that disgrace of a ground of theirs, he feels like he is passing a field of cowshit and physically feels himself move in his car seat away from where he can see it.

Also, in my job, if I meet anyone who is from the region (usually recognised by give-away language triggers) my first question is 'Blade or pig?' If it is 'pig', it could be Nicole Schzeringer or Margot Robbie type beauty before me but she would immediately become contemptible and someone of ridicule. (Of course, were is said females, a quick hop-on or some other act of vileness for my gratification would ameliorate my mindset somewhat)

I have admitted on here before however that I have in the past actually committed a conjugal act of unpleasantness with 'one of them'. The worst part about it is that I knew she was soiled, slovenly and a person of low morals and standards before I committed the sinful act. I have spent years in the wilderness in penance, prayed to Lord Michael Brown for forgiveness and some time ago managed to pay back my debt to society for my lapse in standards. An eminent doctor who assessed me did say that when it comes to the old one-eyed-custard-rifle, nature does in fact overcome nurture and it does not see 'shirt colours'. When this slip in judgement happened, I did come to my senses soon after and after vomiting copiously in revulsion I made the unsightly, piggy gronk walk home through Wadsley Bridge whilst I drove at speed back to my sister's in Renishaw for a scalding hot shower. I did wear a nodder, so there was no chance of my blessed issue causing an unfortunate, squalling hybrid who has the intent of feeling GCB in it's DNA but ends up sitting in their kop rooering as Duffy slams number three home.

pommpey

One Eyed Custard Rifle 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂
 
Totally despise them to be honest and always have.

I think it all goes back to when I was growing up. Every single one of the friends I grew up with were "Pork" and it was back in the 80's and early 90's when they were a, through gritted teeth, a pretty decent outfit so that's probably 9 or 10 Pigs and me. Even back then, and at that age, they all had that air of arrogance and superiority that Pig fans exhibit now. The worst thing was as well that most of them were only pigs due to either glory hunting or the fact that one of them's grandad owned the unclean so they got free tickets. Thinking back there weren't many of their Dad's that were massive grunters so there wasn't that way either whereby my family have always been red n white.

That's the reason I hate them as had to put up with them all through my childhood and I'd happily see them liquidated.
 
In my earlier years I also hopped on the good foot and did the bad thing (on many occasions) with a Pig supporting girlfriend. I also had a female 'acquaintance' who supported dirty Leeds. On many occasions I would ask my female friends (not at the sane time obviously) to wear their respective club shirts for me during the act of copulation. They always did so willingly. I did however always make sure that the royal rogering that I delivered was done so in the doggy position so that I had the sense of a Bladesman dominating the filth. There was no cosy loving missionary position or kissing afterwards whilst they wore their respective shit rags. If they wanted a kiss or cuddle afterwards I was insistent that they removed the offending garment (though subtly suggested by me so that they didnt catch on that I was doing the 'wear a shirt thing' for my own personal Blades power trip).

Nowadays my wife, whilst not a match attendee, is a Blade (as her old man was) so the wearing of a pig shirt option doesnt happen (I ask her to wear other things instead 😏😁).

As for Wednesday, I don't hate them. They arent worth the effort. But I do actively enjoy them having bad results and any bad news that they have. When they win it always irritates me a little for 5 mins.
I’m trying all that this afternoon after the roasties have been devoured .

Been married 34 years and never asked her to wear anything so seems a great idea to spruce things up .

I’ll ask her to wear the Hibernian shirt we used to play in on a Sunday (25 years ago granted) and my old mitre trainers . Don’t know what doggy style is so I’ll look it up first as I’ve a feeling I’ll only get one shot at this before she wakes up

Going in
 
Having lived in Hillsborough all my life, I can say that I loathe them. They are deluded, arrogant and a bit thick. I’m not just saying this as I’m a Blade, but I think we’re more grounded, realistic and honest. All I wish on certain Wednesdayites is a dual bout of whooping cough and the shits.
 
Yes and we have had several chances to Buy them out and shut them down, removing a very bad place from football .
 
At this point in time and for a lot of the past 20 years, they have been irrelevant to the majority of football fans and quite possibly an embarrassment along with clubs like Derby who have stuck 2 fingers up at a host of other EFL clubs with their off field shenanigans.

I hope they continue their past 20 years of nothingness and continue dropping down the football pyramid.

Nothing would please me more than what a pig fans said a couple of weeks ago - "We've never been in the 4th tier, unlike you lot". Yep, I had no riposte on that one. I didn't used to have a riposte on the boxing day stuff, seeing as I witness it - well we put that one to bed with bouncing day and the thought of them dropping down further would make old fans like me extremely happy.

As for hating - no I don't. There's no reason to hate them, I'm quite happy seeing then struggle and suffer as some of us struggled with due to their all consuming arrogance of perceived massiveness.

If they don't sneak out of L1 this season, their slide may continue and I can tick them off being in the 4th tier in a couple of years time.

One can but hope.

UTB
 



I’m trying all that this afternoon after the roasties have been devoured .

Been married 34 years and never asked her to wear anything so seems a great idea to spruce things up .

I’ll ask her to wear the Hibernian shirt we used to play in on a Sunday (25 years ago granted) and my old mitre trainers . Don’t know what doggy style is so I’ll look it up first as I’ve a feeling I’ll only get one shot at this before she wakes up

Going in

Hope all has gone well pal.

Was the postman annoyed when you turned up at his house and bit him?
 

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