Originally Posted by
chris lee
Like many others, I was at the West-ham game, I believe news broke just on the final whistle, as I was still in the stadium walking towards the bus and the gossip started spreading. I think It was when on the bus I came onto here and read the post.
I had a different user name then, but I was massively against it, I honestly wanted league 2 football over a promotion in red.
I attended Bluebirds Unite meetings, and on the night of the red scarfs I remember trying to help organise a protest on here and Facebook where we would take a scarf and throw it on the pitch at 19mins
I had thousands of followers on the Facebook group and felt so positive that it was going to be a massive moment, a visual display of the silent majority rebelling against the red, i thought it would be a massive domino effect, and even hoped the game would have to be paused to clear the pitch, making the impact even greater.
At 19 mins I was the only one in the grandstand I recall walking towards the front, i threw it on looked around to see 2-3 people in the Canton do the same, I stood there for a second and some guy in the first row called me a twat.
That was my last game as a die hard, up till then Cardiff was my life, I would never miss a game home or away, family holidays would be planned around pre-season tours, it meant so much to me and I lost it.
Looking back it was probably a good thing, I had previously made decisions because of Cardiff like to go to University in Cardiff just because of the footy, so never got to experience a proper uni moving away life ect.
after that season, i went 3 years without a season ticket, in that time I moved to the USA for 1 year, traveled the world for 6 months with friends. and did 2 working ski seasons.
I am now back and a season ticket holder, purely because of Neil Warnock, and enjoy attending
but It still hurts never having that unmitigated feeling of connection again with my local club, like loosing faith in a religion, must be a horrible thing.