Wavering unconditional support
This week I decided that I'd really start pushing my blogging again. I've been slack, mainly because I have had a lot going on, but also because I have been lazy. I dont spend much time online on the weekends anymore (on purpose) and I dont have time at work to stop and write for a little while.
So, todays post is a little different from the norm. I am a staunch Wallaby's supporter. They are my team. I go well out of my way to make sure I watch all of their games, I know all the players, I grit my teeth when other's speak badly of them. But lately, they continue to find ways to let me down, they have such an amazing lineup, a great coaching staff, huge levels of financial support from the ARU... But they can't win. Yesterday morning's 9-8 loss to Scotland was a big blow for me, I want to be the number 1 fan, but they continue to give me reasons not to be. I will continue to be an unwavering, staunch supporter, but maybe its time to come to the realisation that maybe Australian rugby will never reach the heights that it has before. It pains me to say that as for the first 2/3rds of my life, the Aussies have been very strong, winning 2 world cups and many Tri Nations and Bledisloe cups, but lately the trophy cabinet seems to get emptier by the day...
I am just bummed. I love my rugby, I love my sport, I just think they don't care anymore. To quote an awesome article today on FoxSports.com.au; 'Meanwhile the Wallabies were spending their chances like dissolute, drunken millionaires. Missed that chance? No matter, there will be another one along soon'.
Bleugh... I'll get over it. But I feel flat, heartbroken, I am suddenly not looking forward to the clash with Wales next weekend, not sure I'll cope with another astonishingly ugly performance.
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Andrew