I was up for the Charlton game, long-planned. We were conflicted (a couple didn’t come to either) about going to both Wrexham and Charlton, but the 12.30 Wrexham k/o made the decision for us and we had a better day out at Clitheroe, instead. The boycott was a big consideration, though. We drank locally, ate from the vans pitched outside Ewood.
What I saw on the day was a mix: a lot of people going out of habit/“ignorance;” a fair few in a similar boat to myself (not local anymore, back home for the festive period); those who were there for social/family reasons (gonna chalk this up to “oblivious” though that term is probably unkind).
It was sad, none of us felt particularly buzzy about going on, none of us had actually bought tickets until we got to Ewood, we considered sacking it off at lunch in Clitheroe. I’ve never once had that feeling before and it kind of continued in the ground, during the game and after. We weren’t talking about the game, we were talking about whether we’ll keep coming back, whether we should’ve sacked it off after all (admittedly this bit was half time).
For transparency, I have done a fair bit of work for the coalition but “left” (if you can even call it that) around the anniversary game.
What I’ve since realised is - this is probably a breaking point. I don’t necessarily mean that we’ll tumble down the leagues into obscurity, I weirdly don’t think that will happen. But the core base of fans still attending is too few, too disengaged and too stubborn to ever really cause/back major action. I also don’t think anything has cut through since October last year, on the action front and you could argue the last big cut through moment was the Middlesbrough game.
I’m not even posting this as a rallying cry/criticism, so much as an observation of the reality we face. I want change as much as the rest of those that do, but if the rest of the turkeys around you keep voting for Christmas, you’re getting in the fucking oven. We are unfortunately a victim of others’ stubbornness, fans and owners alike.
I don’t really know where I am with it, anymore. I’ve talked with friends about the QPR away game in February, we’ll probably go. I’ll watch all games that are watchable via any and all means, but the intensity of the feeling of initial cut-through and subsequent stalling, as well as seeing your fellow fans’ position makes any further action feel a bit futile.