Shooting Star
Well-known member
It's bizarre. For the last 15 years I've argued that the Europa League (and even moreso recently the Conference League) were Micky Mouse and that the Champions League should be just that: the Champions of each European country's league. How different I feel now that Albion are on the verge of making it into one of the competitions!
The Premier League was always the promised land for me - 2017 was the high point as I was convinced that the journey would be the best part, not the destination itself. I thought it'd be relegation fights at worst and mid-table mediocrity at best. I never truly believed we'd be fighting for something at the other end of the table.
This season has been wonderful. February and March were the highpoints, where I'd watch every game on TV in awe of how we played. Brentford at home in April was my first game in person since Covid (I don't live in Sussex anymore) and I sat back in my seat in the South Stand and enjoyed every single moment of the game - even when we conceded, because we were just so marvellous and exciting to watch.
However, the last month or so has been like being on a rollercoaster ride - I don't know if it's exciting or excruciating. The more Europe became a possibility, the higher the stakes of each game has felt. I'm looking forward to tomorrow probably mostly that I can finally relax and enjoy us again like I did a couple of months ago!
The most exciting part will be the planning for Europe. A win tomorrow and I'd probably celebrate by getting a Dogma subscription. Then it's pre-ordering the "Albion in Europe" merch the club will inevitably roll out. Then it's ordering next season's shirt with Europa League patches on the sleeve for my daughter and I, before moving onto the group stage draw and praying and hoping we get drawn to at least one Germanic/Benelux/Scandinavian/Iberian team AND it falls in non-term time AND it goes down to Members.
I'm rambling now. As a Fall Out Boy song goes, I'm buried alive inside my dreams at the moment, and I'm hoping tomorrow those dreams will become reality. COME ON YOU SUPER SEAGULLS!!!!!
The Premier League was always the promised land for me - 2017 was the high point as I was convinced that the journey would be the best part, not the destination itself. I thought it'd be relegation fights at worst and mid-table mediocrity at best. I never truly believed we'd be fighting for something at the other end of the table.
This season has been wonderful. February and March were the highpoints, where I'd watch every game on TV in awe of how we played. Brentford at home in April was my first game in person since Covid (I don't live in Sussex anymore) and I sat back in my seat in the South Stand and enjoyed every single moment of the game - even when we conceded, because we were just so marvellous and exciting to watch.
However, the last month or so has been like being on a rollercoaster ride - I don't know if it's exciting or excruciating. The more Europe became a possibility, the higher the stakes of each game has felt. I'm looking forward to tomorrow probably mostly that I can finally relax and enjoy us again like I did a couple of months ago!
The most exciting part will be the planning for Europe. A win tomorrow and I'd probably celebrate by getting a Dogma subscription. Then it's pre-ordering the "Albion in Europe" merch the club will inevitably roll out. Then it's ordering next season's shirt with Europa League patches on the sleeve for my daughter and I, before moving onto the group stage draw and praying and hoping we get drawn to at least one Germanic/Benelux/Scandinavian/Iberian team AND it falls in non-term time AND it goes down to Members.
I'm rambling now. As a Fall Out Boy song goes, I'm buried alive inside my dreams at the moment, and I'm hoping tomorrow those dreams will become reality. COME ON YOU SUPER SEAGULLS!!!!!
