I don't blame anyone for giving up on this sack of
sh@t.
After many many years of going home and away I just stopped going. I wasn't living in Sheffield at the time which made it a bit easier.
I actually denied them many times. People used to find out I was from Sheffield and they'd always ask if I was United or Wendy and I'd say neither they're both crap. When I look back I realise that it gave me great satisfaction to not give a monkeys
f@ck about them, it really was like being released from a prison sentence. It was like giving up a disgusting habit like smoking.
Sadly I ended up back in Sheffield after a few years and picked up on the dozy
tw@ts again............big mistake because I find that I'm a miserable
c@nt again.
I've now made myself a promise that I will play golf every Saturday whilst the match is on, and work late every mid week day when a game is on until I break this disgusting habit once again.