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But every once in a while you get completely wrapped up in christmas again and are a child all over again. Seeing Gerrard having what is likely to be his England swansong as captain, backed up by lots of Liverpool lads just brings back the love for me. Seeing lots of young players eager to put on the national shirt is nice. I'm comfortable in the fact that regardless of how England do, I know that Hodgson was not the manager for us and he can have whatever success he likes with whoever else he likes. I've even been doing a panini sticker album for the first time since the 1990 WC when I was 12. The naive optimism in the face of the facts. My childlike love of football has returned. I put it entirely down to the nostalgia created by Liverpools swashbuckling ways this season. Something has happened in the last few months. I might have seen one or two games in passing, but meh. Qualifying for this WC passed me by also. I was bitter about Hodgson, I don't deny it. The tournament in 2012 was the first time I'd wanted England to lose. Everyone blames the manager despite the grassroots system being broken. We had Captain Terry and 'player power' and it was all just a bit too much.īy the time we'd got rid of Capello I was only really watching the games at the major tournaments. First the pointless friendlies that always got in the way of the league season. I paid lip service over the following years, slowly dropping the number of games I watched. Best chance at winning the WC in years and we couldn't even get into 2nd gear against 10 men. Then we caved and didn't even go out with that 'british bulldog fighting spirit' all the papers like to ram down our throats.
The early goal in the QF against Brazil and it all felt possible. With so many heavyweights falling early there was a sense of destiny brewing. I'd probably say it was a by product of getting older and realising that most of what we are told about England as an international side is just bollocks.Ģ002 was my last tournament when I still believed. It wasn't Sven or the obsession the media had with the golden generation. I cried in '86 (try explaining injustice to an 8 year old) and believed throughout the 90's despite the odds being so stacked against us. As a kid I supported them as fully as a kid can. Quote from: helmboy_nige on May 30, 2014, 09:16:47 am My England support has been a rollercoaster ride that's for sure.