I've watched a lot of rubbish over the years - home, away, away when we're at home and even preseason friendlies down south, but at the moment I'm completely and utterly scunnered with watching incompetent, half hearted imposters filling lineups to follow even less realistic tactics - at the moment we are a joke and going down or staying up will make little difference to the shite we are expected to accept without comment every week.
Can't remember enjoying more than one or two games this season despite going everywhere apart from today, for family reasons, and Celtic Park for the 8-1 game, when a blind man without his guide dog could see we were going to get humiliated.
There is little reason for optimism, whether we go to games or not matters little to the custodians of our club and our manager is embarrassingly inept. And our youth production line is broken. Or stuck. Or the emperor's new clothes as I have long suspected.
This forum only offers one extreme or the other and generally isn't worth reading most of the time.
All in all, it's really depressing and for the first time in 35 years I am seriously thinking of chucking it.
It's very seldom worth the hassle and while I acknowledge the input Les and Ronnie have given, I can honestly say the pish that comes from the club is so dishearteningly puerile that they must laugh at each and every one of the diehards who go unfailingly to the vast majority of games.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh.