Woke up. Wished that I was dead. I lay motionless in bed. I thought of you and where you'd gone. And let the world spin madly on.
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2.9.07
Football. As anyone who even vaguely knows, football rules my Saturdays for 3/4 of the year. And yesterday was the first home match of the season. The thing is, I'm in far too deep. I care too much. I want to be one of those people who have no team, and just watch for fun. Because it is not fun to be this involved.
They were... how shall I put it politely? I don't think it's possible. Brentford. Thye got relegated from League 1, and they thought they were better than us. And
Southern teams are always cheaters. I don't know why. It's not a prejudice, it's true. It's mainly a North and Midlands league (for some unknown reason: it should be fairly even). But the few Southern teams in the league seem to enjoy bending the rules.
They were injury-fakers. The kind who hurl themselves to the ground when no-one's near them. And the stupid ref fell for it every time. They scored from a free kick that never was a foul. We got the best goal I have ever seen from a kick off. And then we got angry. There was a fight. We had a goal disallowed. And we wanted it too much. We let them score again. They won 1-2.
Someone once asked me why I say "we". I don't play for the team. Surely it's "them"? The answer is linked to the start of this post. I'm in too deep for it to be them. It is us. And we. That's how it is.
I once asked my dad if he had no common sense. My mum replied that if he did, he wouldn't be a Bury fan. She doesn't like football. I asked if that meant I had no common sense either. She told me I'd been brainwashed. Maybe she's right. But I stuck here, in this brainwashed state, and things aren't getting any better.
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Everything that I said I'd do. Like make the world brand new. And take the time for you. I just got lost and slept right through the dawn . And the world spins madly on.
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2.9.07
Football. As anyone who even vaguely knows, football rules my Saturdays for 3/4 of the year. And yesterday was the first home match of the season. The thing is, I'm in far too deep. I care too much. I want to be one of those people who have no team, and just watch for fun. Because it is not fun to be this involved.
They were... how shall I put it politely? I don't think it's possible. Brentford. Thye got relegated from League 1, and they thought they were better than us. And
Southern teams are always cheaters. I don't know why. It's not a prejudice, it's true. It's mainly a North and Midlands league (for some unknown reason: it should be fairly even). But the few Southern teams in the league seem to enjoy bending the rules.
They were injury-fakers. The kind who hurl themselves to the ground when no-one's near them. And the stupid ref fell for it every time. They scored from a free kick that never was a foul. We got the best goal I have ever seen from a kick off. And then we got angry. There was a fight. We had a goal disallowed. And we wanted it too much. We let them score again. They won 1-2.
Someone once asked me why I say "we". I don't play for the team. Surely it's "them"? The answer is linked to the start of this post. I'm in too deep for it to be them. It is us. And we. That's how it is.
I once asked my dad if he had no common sense. My mum replied that if he did, he wouldn't be a Bury fan. She doesn't like football. I asked if that meant I had no common sense either. She told me I'd been brainwashed. Maybe she's right. But I stuck here, in this brainwashed state, and things aren't getting any better.
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Everything that I said I'd do. Like make the world brand new. And take the time for you. I just got lost and slept right through the dawn . And the world spins madly on.
do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you;
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
Isaiah 41:10
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.
John 14:27
God bless you! I pray for you now, and I hope that everything that you are feeling eventually reaches the cross.
Great post btw!
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