I'm not daft enough to think promotion is a certainty and obviously at the start of the season I would have accepted promotion by any means, but as the season stands now- winning the league has become EVERYTHING to me.
Being 31 means I've only witnessed one promotion, but being that age also means I've seen United win the grand total of fuck all. Unless you count "most play off final defeats" as a feather in our cap?
I don't know whether I've always felt this way or the Bolton factor has played it's part but I want... no, I NEED us to win this league.
I want to win it for Wilder,
I want to win it for Sharp,
I want to win it to spite Wednesday,
I want to win it for my dad,
I want to win it because of how much Bolton moaned about their ticket allocation, Madine on twitter, their manager slagging us off, their fans attacking ours outside the ground and how much Le Fondre pissed me off diving around the whole second half...
I need to win it though because its the first season my little one has had a kit.
I need to win it because this is the season my grandad didn't see the end of and I keep saying we are going to win the division for him,
and I NEED to win it so my team can finally be the bride and for once not be the bridesmaid.
Finally, I think we will. We are 4 points ahead of Bolton (a team we recently played off the park) and there's supporters already resigning themselves to accepting second place. Why? What has Wilder done this season to make you think that we will fold under pressure or that he doesn't want to go up as champions as much as we do? He's a winner, our team are beginning to enjoy being winners too. We are eternal underdogs and pessimists but our attitude can get us over the line. We don't have to brag and gloat like Leeds and the pigs but let's try a bit of optimism.
This is already my most enjoyable season I've witnessed. Get behind the boys, don't panic if we drop a point or two, and let's get out of this league in style!
U.as Champs.T.B.