More spleen venting, this time from Peter Stamp. The target of his ire is Southern journalists and their perception of our expectations. We think he’s spot on…
Once more I heard some (southern) journos spouting the ‘what do the Sunderland fans expect’ predictably patronising nonsense.
Well… having watched my first game in the mid-50s, I can tell them what I expect – it’s very little indeed. But what I hope for, yearn for, is mid-table mediocrity. That’s my dream – my seemingly unobtainable fantasy is for us to struggle to the heights of bland obscurity. Because – my southern journo friends – that would be a real achievement for this club.
Since that first game, nearly 60 years ago, we have won one trophy. We have been in Europe for one season. Once. (Meanwhile of course, I have had to watch Newcastle in Europe …and Fulham …and Stoke …and…) Add a couple of 7ths and a couple of losing finals and that’s it, boys.
This year’s average home gate is phenomenal given our dire form. Likewise, our away support. I don’t go these days, (money and location), but well done to those loyal and true supporters who do (who don’t expect, but just hope and dream such modest dreams as I do.)
We’re not cursed – there’s no such thing. But it is about time we reached those dizzy mid-table heights.
Hey, look – it’s a new dawn!