The Anguish Of Being A Football Fan

Standing in those terraces, on those windswept days, the rain lashing in horizontally and stinging you right in the face. With your team 3-0 down inside 20 minutes, your star striker more concerned with the hair gel running down his face than getting on the end of a cross, and the manager on the sidelines staring hopelessly off into space. You often find yourself wondering: “Why do I do this?”

Heavy away defeats in particular make fans question what they had done in a previous life to deserve such punishment. Those epic journeys up to Carlisle where you are forced to wake up at the crack of dawn and travel all day, only to be rewarded with frostbite and a runny nose. Long has the football fan suffered, and the longest suffering of them all are the fans of Rochdale.

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