What a day it has been for us. Mighty Wolves, bottom of the league and down. In my opinion – the best league to be bottom of and going down from; I mean we are still Premier league for three more games despite our fall. But are we now championship automatically? Does that mean anything we get from Swansea, Everton or Wigan is a REAL RESULT! Holy cow! We have nothing to lose, let’s beat those assholes and go down anyway! It would be nice to take Wigan down on the last day just because we can! I hope we do (no hard feelings Wigan-ites) but fucking other people’s shit up just because you can is mighty satisfying.
Anyway… ignore my tripe talk. I want to talk about fans and supporters. Because there is a difference. Fans are the people who tell you they support a club, then when your team loses to them they laugh and scoff and make up for all kinds of shortfalls by enjoying what is just a football score.
Supporters put their hands in their pockets and they spend money, they buy season tickets, go to games, visit the club shop, input something into the club that enables it to exist. Proper supporters.
“Fans” are always more gutted than supporters when a team fails. “Fans” of Wolves will cry longer and harder than supporters of Wolves will. That is fact, because supporters see it coming and “fans” just expect points or wins or survival. Supporters are hard and accepting to reality. We know three up and three down is the ultimate score if you aint 17th or higher. Most of our “fans” won’t be “fans” next season. They will have moved on to the next club or fad or fancy. Supporters will be rolling their sleeves up, hoping for the best, buying a season ticket, a half season ticket, a ticket, a team shirt or a gold and black t-shirt. “Fans” will be ripping down the posters, binning the pencil sharpener and looking to see who’s coming up to the Premiership.
Supporters love their club, “fans” love Match of the Day.
Supporters travel all over the country, “fans” still clean their windows with West Ham shirts whilst wearing Wolves ones and next season will wear who knows what shirts.
“Fans” never go down, they migrate like gypsies to another location and another team.
Supporters dig their heels in, grit their teeth, wipe their brows and raise their scarves.
Their scarves say “WOLVES FC” and they chant in the rain, snow and sunshine and say “COME ON YOU WOLVES!”
Be a supporter of your club and not a “fan,” if you want your credibility and your opinion to matter, be a fucking supporter. “Fans” think they give a shit and supporters speak louder than them without words, they do it with support.
I Am Wolves, are you? Are you anything?