Hardly. The going was tough away to Altrincham, and home to Oldham and Walsall, etc. Even as recently as the 2002/3 season, when I was going through the worst year of my life (personally), I still felt that it was my United, and my team. Yes some matches were a pain, and I've never particularly liked night matches, but as soon as I saw the hallowed ground from the bus or tram on the way, my mood would change to one of hopeless hope.
Could I really justify spending £150 on a trip to the West Midlands in deep midwinter to watch us slump to a probable defeat? Not really, but I would. On Sunday, I couldn't even justify spending £40 on getting a bus, having a few beers, and watching my beloved United play one of the best sides on the planet. OK, so we knew it wouldn't be a first string, but anyway ....
Hopefully, absence will make the heart grow fonder, but I'm really not sure that it will for a
bit.