So, it now looks like the Championship season will be played out, with each club fulfilling their remaining nine games.
Up until the time football was suspended in March, I maintained that Leeds would find a way to bottle promotion – despite the fact they’re sitting pretty at the top of the league.
Many may call me a pessimist <insert expletive of your choice>. I prefer to refer to myself as a realist, who has supported Leeds United for far too long – throughout all the ups and downs… and downs and downs and downs.
I will admit, I did get a bit giddy and dared to dream about Leeds playing the giants of Liverpool, Arsenal, Manchester City and… err… AFC Bournemouth next season. However, that was only when it looked like the remainder of the current campaign would be curtailed, meaning that Leeds would win promotion without needing to kick a ball.
Now it looks like Leeds will get another opportunity to screw things up. Shitting buggery!
20th of June is when the annual collapse is set to start. My wedding anniversary, no less. If following tradition, Claire and I should give and receive wooden gifts. It would be more fitting if it was a glass anniversary, due to the number of glass bottles which Leeds will be bottling.
That was terrible, Sean. I’m so sorry, everybody…
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