Went to the pub to watch Wolves v Swansea. Missed the first 15 mins - the telly wasn't tuned. Eventually, two of the bar staff got the game on a Greek channel, and said "This proves that women can be technical too!".
Wolves went two goals down, and I started to reflect on how unrewarding following a football team is. Our manager (Mick McCarthy) is stupid: few of our attacks looked dangerous, whereas all of theirs did. The reason supporters love him is his way of talking, and the fact that many of Wolves recent managers have actually been even worse than him.
I'm not from Wolverhampton, I have no friends who support either Wolves or a related team, and, in truth, they are a very ordinary Premiership team. My support for them comes from an earlier time when I didn't know any better. A major part of being successful is "cutting your losses", rather than keeping them and letting them become a millstone.
I have recently read the James Altucher blog on the value of being grateful - and as the misery grew, I reflected that I should be grateful for all this insight as a time-saver!
Wolves eventually scored 2 goals in the last 5 mins to equalise. Still an absolutely disgusting result - as anything less than winning would have been.
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