Okay, so it's been summer.
We enjoyed a fun World Cup, an eventful NBA free agency and some downtime from sport. And it seems as though it's back.
And I just cannot get excited.
The plight of Bolton Wanderers is the main cause. We're in a torrid situation. We've made no moves of note in the off-season and seem intent on begging, stealing and borrowing our way to mid-table mediocrity.
And then you immediately go a goal down once the season begins, in a tricky away tie against Watford.
Sigh.
And for some reason this means the world - well, twitter - caves in. 20 minutes into the football season and we seem to have earmarked it as a bad one. 20 minutes into the season and we have the first (serious) "Freedman Out" post.
Which is great for the players, right? The first error or the first sign of a bit of adversity in the 2014/15 season and we don't roll our sleeves up, pump our chest and vocally back the players. No. We chunter and moan and blame.
I'm not sure at which exact point us Bolton fans decided we were better than mid-table championship and to expect to keep up with the £18m Hull have just been able to spend. I'm not sure when an away defeat to Watford became the harbinger of doom.
Could be the uninspiring signings.
Could be the uninspiring manager.
Could be the 3 or 4 previous uninspiring managers, back to back
Could be the ridiculous debt we have.
Could be that if our chairman had been decisive that fatal season and ousted Coyle then he might not have had the chance to take us down.
Fuck it, there's loads of reasons.
But whatever the cause being a Bolton fan isn't a lot of fun at the moment. It offers little joy. And certainly a League Cup struggle against Bury isn't going to change it.
Can't we all just get along?
