When I was a kid, I used to travel to the games on my tod (no blues at my school and my dad worked saturdays), 2 buses and then 2 trains to get the game. Would set off at 9.30 in the morning for home games and get back home 8.30 if I was lucky . It ate up all my pocket money and after school job pittance. I was 15 in the 93/94 season, and for me the realisation after getting bashed at home by Norwich 5-1, was the dawning that my beloved team werent the team I had grown up with and that my heroes were either gone or too old and the guys coming in didnt give a stuff. We even beat the RS 2 weeks prior to this and started the season with 3 wins. But that journey back that night even at that age, I knew something had gone and for a few brief moments of joy we haven't managed to get back. Still went to the games, but when other things started demanding your money and time - ie nights out, women, bills - enjoying yourself! etc I have slowed it down. But as we know the Blues are a drug and it will always have you coming back.
