For the first time ever in a game against Wolves, I got the feeling we were beaten before the game even kicked off.
No one thought we could win there, and when we went a goal done there was no outrage, no venting, just jokes and talk about when (rather than if) Dougie will get the bullet.
As those of you that follow my work know, I used to be Bolton's biggest fan, but this afternoon I went to watch Chorley and didn't give Bolton a thought. I once caused a family rift by going to watch BWFC rather than attend my Aunt's wedding. How times have changed.
Do you really care anymore? Does it spoil your weekend like it used to?
No one thought we could win there, and when we went a goal done there was no outrage, no venting, just jokes and talk about when (rather than if) Dougie will get the bullet.
As those of you that follow my work know, I used to be Bolton's biggest fan, but this afternoon I went to watch Chorley and didn't give Bolton a thought. I once caused a family rift by going to watch BWFC rather than attend my Aunt's wedding. How times have changed.
Do you really care anymore? Does it spoil your weekend like it used to?