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More relating to Halifax here because that's where I've grown up and calling League One "lower league" is like calling an £80k salary low pay. But if I walked around Calderdale all day, I'd see more Huddersfield Town, Dirty Leeds, Burnley, Manure and Chelsea badges on display than Halifax Town ones (NB: Calderdale has HX postcodes and practically wherever you live here, the Shay's the closest ground to get to).
I know this is the same old gripe but it can't be reiterated enough. When we had Charlton Athletic in the FA Cup four seasons ago and the North Stand terrace wasn't open and there were 200 away fans in the 2,000 seater Skircoat I got repeatedly told by Haligonians afterwards "Oh, I watched that game on ITV and the Shay was EMPTY!" It had never occurred to them that maybe instead of boring me to death on the latest Premier League ins and outs, they could consider lending at least some moral support to their local side. All the kids I went to school or college with who'd "rather die" than watch their local side, then once in a blue moon will go down to Anfield or Old Trafford and asphyxiwank themselves over their blurry 32x zoom Instagram of Juan Mata's backside with all their chums. At least I brought some university friends to the Shay and they all enjoyed themselves, better hit rate than the locals.
It all amounts to bourgeois posturing to me. They revoke any identity with the locality that made them. They're too self-regarding for getting on board with a club that won't necessarily be the best, but will represent their town, people, local culture/businesses and catchment area. They're above all that. Instead they want to latch onto the bellies of distant millionaires whose paths they'll never cross as if it's the choice between a Rolex and a broken Casio. Without an area to represent, trendy football teams may as well be farmed side-by-side in vast stretches of flat land in the American midwest, as geography and charm are seen as obsolete. It's usually one of a handful of top tier outfits, but sometimes it's a "statement" club like St Pauli or Barcelona.
That's what's annoying about being a fan of a "lower league" club or almost any local club. As a football fan you're driving against a blizzard of fatuous shoutbox pundits and the various media that feed them. As someone who just wants to see their town well represented you're drowned out by sub-Hello! magazine gossip and you're a significant minority. Even the "football fans" on the streets around your nearest ground are very unlikely to pull together in support for their local team.
I know this is the same old gripe but it can't be reiterated enough. When we had Charlton Athletic in the FA Cup four seasons ago and the North Stand terrace wasn't open and there were 200 away fans in the 2,000 seater Skircoat I got repeatedly told by Haligonians afterwards "Oh, I watched that game on ITV and the Shay was EMPTY!" It had never occurred to them that maybe instead of boring me to death on the latest Premier League ins and outs, they could consider lending at least some moral support to their local side. All the kids I went to school or college with who'd "rather die" than watch their local side, then once in a blue moon will go down to Anfield or Old Trafford and asphyxiwank themselves over their blurry 32x zoom Instagram of Juan Mata's backside with all their chums. At least I brought some university friends to the Shay and they all enjoyed themselves, better hit rate than the locals.
It all amounts to bourgeois posturing to me. They revoke any identity with the locality that made them. They're too self-regarding for getting on board with a club that won't necessarily be the best, but will represent their town, people, local culture/businesses and catchment area. They're above all that. Instead they want to latch onto the bellies of distant millionaires whose paths they'll never cross as if it's the choice between a Rolex and a broken Casio. Without an area to represent, trendy football teams may as well be farmed side-by-side in vast stretches of flat land in the American midwest, as geography and charm are seen as obsolete. It's usually one of a handful of top tier outfits, but sometimes it's a "statement" club like St Pauli or Barcelona.
That's what's annoying about being a fan of a "lower league" club or almost any local club. As a football fan you're driving against a blizzard of fatuous shoutbox pundits and the various media that feed them. As someone who just wants to see their town well represented you're drowned out by sub-Hello! magazine gossip and you're a significant minority. Even the "football fans" on the streets around your nearest ground are very unlikely to pull together in support for their local team.
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