tedfoxxx
Well-Known Member
So It’s two years ago today that we won the league thanks to Eden Hazard’s goal against Spurs. Blaarev mentioned it in another thread and it’s set me off thinking about it on this rainy morning when I’m alone at work.
I would say that this basically ruined football for me or at least caused me to massively detach from it. Nothing Leicester City achieve now will even come close to the drama and excitement and the raw emotions that we all went through in living that impossible season as fans.
What this did for me on a personal level at the time genuinely changed my life. I was very, very low, going through a terrible, drawn out breakup, living somewhere I hated (Nottingham), death in the family and without two pennies to run together and various other things I just couldn’t deal with. I remember my 24th birthday involved a massive row with my then girlfriend, ending in me getting in my car and driving around crying. Remembering that my team were on a bizzarely good run of form, I parked at the leisure in Southwell (I wasn’t far off driving to Dundee in my bare feet) and tuned in to RL to listen to us thump Newcatle 3-0 at St James’s. Then starting blubbing again.
The smallest act of kindness can mean the world to you when you’re depressed, so the fairytale that was Leicester City helped to pull me out of a really shitty place. They were just about the only thing that made me genuinely happy at the time, gave me hope and motivated me to change for the better. Two years later and we’re shit again..... but now I’m engaged, living in a house I love, with a woman I love and a dog I love, looking forwards and being upbeat and smiling.
I’ll love Claudio and the players forever for what they gave us, it was more than football, it was pure joy.
I would say that this basically ruined football for me or at least caused me to massively detach from it. Nothing Leicester City achieve now will even come close to the drama and excitement and the raw emotions that we all went through in living that impossible season as fans.
What this did for me on a personal level at the time genuinely changed my life. I was very, very low, going through a terrible, drawn out breakup, living somewhere I hated (Nottingham), death in the family and without two pennies to run together and various other things I just couldn’t deal with. I remember my 24th birthday involved a massive row with my then girlfriend, ending in me getting in my car and driving around crying. Remembering that my team were on a bizzarely good run of form, I parked at the leisure in Southwell (I wasn’t far off driving to Dundee in my bare feet) and tuned in to RL to listen to us thump Newcatle 3-0 at St James’s. Then starting blubbing again.
The smallest act of kindness can mean the world to you when you’re depressed, so the fairytale that was Leicester City helped to pull me out of a really shitty place. They were just about the only thing that made me genuinely happy at the time, gave me hope and motivated me to change for the better. Two years later and we’re shit again..... but now I’m engaged, living in a house I love, with a woman I love and a dog I love, looking forwards and being upbeat and smiling.
I’ll love Claudio and the players forever for what they gave us, it was more than football, it was pure joy.