I can really relate to this lovely article from the Guardian last week. It describes the writer’s joy at taking his son to football matches. It’s particularly pertinent for me because it’s about QPR. I love the line where he admits that he has never told his son that “supporting a mediocre football team provides a perfect preparation for real life: long periods of alternating boredom and misery, from which you pluck what beads of sensation you can, punctuated by occasional and almost unimaginable elation”
That just about hits the nail on the head.
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