Over the years I have admired certain teams and developed a soft spot. But then realised that it is transitory.
Leeds in the early 70s, outstanding talent in every position. Then realised that their fans were thugs. Realised that it was the players I admired, not the club.
Forest in the Clough years - unbelievable achievement by Clough and Taylor in achieving First Division honours with two (TWO) clubs who had done b****r all before and nothing since. Then two (Two) European Cups. Then realised that it was Clough and Taylor that I admired.
Liverpool, briefly, because they were Kings of Europe, and Man Utd weren't. Then the bin divers got the U's banned from Europe.
Headington United, my Dad took me there when I was a Lad, never really forgotten them. Sort of loved them ever since, through thick and thin.
Managers come and go, players come and go, shareholders come and go.
Don't know why, but that's true love.
