A couple of weeks ago we played Blackburn Rovers at home. I had tickets to the match for myself and my Rovers supporting brother but in every other season where this fixture has been played the approach of match day has been something I really enjoyed and I've always looked forward with great anticipation to the game itself. This time it was different, for one thing during the week before the match I found myself wondering if the effort of switching a shift at work, driving to Leyland to get my brother before heading for the flat iron car park in Chorley before catching the train to Horwich Parkway and walking up that hill to the stadium before doing the whole thing in reverse a couple of hours later was really worth it? I was seriously tempted to say no and stream the match from home or maybe even not watch it all. In fact I could probably have enjoyed a quiet afternoon with Wendy puttering about the garden or going out for a bar snack and a walk somewhere instead of what suddenly felt like all the faff and kerfuffle of going to watch the Trotters. By the way, I went to the match which was even more dire than I feared it would be and I wasn't alone thinking that. On the way home my brother told me he hadn't enjoyed it either although he was happy with the result.
But the malaise is deeper than simply being disaffected by what's happening at the UOBS. Normally I would make it a point to watch Match of The Day and any live football that's on BT Sport or the terrestrial channels plus of course the EFL show on Quest. However this season I've found it a chore and have on several occasions either forgotten to put the footie on or actually decided to watch something else. I don't talk about football with the guys at work the way I used to either and frankly I don't really care about which player is being sold to whom or how much they get paid. I used to, in fact I used to follow pretty much all League football avidly and whether it was the Lancashire Combination or the World Cup Finals I knew at least something about that league or competition and something about the teams and players in it. Maybe I'm just getting old or perhaps it's just the way football is structured and run now but I find it well nigh impossible to muster much if any enthusiasm for the game as a whole. My brother said this happened to him a few years ago but that he actually refound his love for Blackburn Rovers at least not long after Steve Keane got the boot.
Anyway, I just wondered if anyone else has felt a similar way here. I still love the Trotters and always will but I just don't know if it's worth all the time, effort and money I put into it as I have been doing. Maybe when going to a match feels like a chore it's time to stop for a while? What do the rest of you think?