I can’t explain why I’m still going to Watford matches. I wish I could rationalise it – it might make all the frustration a little easier to deal with. But there’s no reason to be at Vicarage Road, sitting week after week watching an average side grind out yet another draw and slide a little further away from the all-important automatic promotion places. It’s just blind loyalty, nothing more. I’m there because I’ve always been there. The club would do well to capitalise on that loyalty before it turns into utter indifference.
Month: December 1996