Kev Kennedy's Blog

Changing times and seasons

It’s shocking to admit, but I think I’m no longer in love. I’m not sure how it happened. I guess you just get tired of the rut you’re in. I don’t really know what I’m looking for, or whether what I’ve got is over or not. But I definitely don’t feel that feeling I used to feel.

You see, the football season is almost over and for about the first time in ages I don’t really care. I’ve only been to two games this year – going through the motions. That’s the lowest number of games ‘since records began’ (I started keeping a list of the games I went to when I was 16).

Don’t get me wrong. I still have the memories. I’m grateful for those good times – the victories snatched from the jaws of defeat. I’m even grateful for the bad times. If you can live through the disappointment of losing to a last-minute goal at Wembley you can survive pretty much anything.

I don’t think it’s a case of growing old, or even growing up. I think it’s just growing apart. Football doesn’t mean as much as it used to. I don’t get as wound up by defeats, or get as excited about victories. Truthfully, I don’t really want the hassle of going along any more.

So I think the relationship is over. I’m just not sure who to tell.
 

Created on Mon 26th April 2010 16:24