FoF Asks:
God, it’s hilarious how much those little blogs and all that other mindless trash really go to our heads, isn't it? Just look at us, absolutely inflating our own egos based on nothing but internet noise. 😍 At least our local hacks haven't spent years running around like absolute clowns, have they? 🤣 And don't even get me started on them dragging us for traveling to visit their crowd out in Chicago—as if they haven't been nowhere near our territory for two whole years! They’ve spent the last year dealing with all those internal shakeups and power struggles within their own group, yet somehow, they managed to scrape together two people to show up here this year. 😂
Man, I really miss those days back in the late 90s when we actually got along with that whole crew and the guys from the White Stones. It’s such a shame how someone decided to take that old "us against the world" mentality and twist it into this bitter "nobody is our friend" attitude, isn't it? Because honestly, that slogan was originally meant to represent us standing tall against those two rival clubs—clubs we should have been sharing a sense of mutual pride with. We had our group, they had their crew, and there was a certain respect there... you know? It feels like we’re seriously lacking that bit of positive spirit these days.
Honestly, I’m starting to think that all this radicalism—whether you want to call it nationalism, communism, or whatever label is trending this week—is just a massive outlet for deep-seated, latent hate politics, isn't it? It’s all just an excuse to go on a crusade to tear someone else down, isn't it?
And just like that, they went ahead and completely nuked the entire fan culture. How do you even manage to kill off a whole scene like that?It’s the same story here at home as it is everywhere else in the world.
I mean, take that old local derby back in '96—man, what absolute chaos that was on the streets! You had flares everywhere, smoke bombs, flags flying, just this incredible, electric atmosphere... and all for a game that wasn't even that high-level, let's be honest. It was impossible to tell who actually had the upper hand on the pitch, us or them. But if you tried to stage that same matchup today? You wouldn't even pull 1,500 people through the gates. The chanting nowadays is just pathetic; a few extra flares would probably be more about pure spite than actually building an atmosphere. Honestly, you’d probably just end up with a hundred angry assholes showing up—including all those local sellouts—and it would be nothing but a total tragedy.
Honestly, I can’t help but feel that the leadership of the supporters' group bears a significant chunk of the blame for why that old-school fan spirit seems to have vanished from our city lately. It just feels like the current brass hasn't quite figured out how to manage things, and you can really sense this massive decline in energy, right? Maybe I'm off base here, though—I'm certainly not trying to point fingers at anyone specifically. I was actually part of the very first supporters' club back in the day before I eventually stopped paying my dues. Nowadays, I just show up and buy my gear, so I guess I'm essentially in the same boat. I’ve traveled all over the States following the team, even if I haven't been as consistent over the last four or five years... but man, those old trips were something else. I remember being in Miami for that '94 cup semifinal where there were maybe only a hundred of us, versus those big finals in Chicago where we had something like ten buses rolling in.
Look, as someone who’s been following this team for a long time now, I can honestly say we commanded way more respect back in the day than we do today. It didn't matter that our numbers were smaller then—in fact, we had a fraction of the crowd we have now—but both as a group and as a club, people actually took us seriously. I remember back when I was serving in the military in '92, if I mentioned I was rooting for our local side, people would give me this incredibly weird look, like I was speaking a foreign language? But fast forward to today, and the whole dynamic has flipped on its head. To be honest, it actually embarrasses me to see these local parasites living off this city every single day, taking their bread from our pockets, only to turn around and spit on everything we stand for by cheering for teams from the other side of the country just because of some misguided sense of tribalism or "heritage." But hey, that’s a whole different conversation, isn't it?
Honestly, I’ve gotta give props to all the guys heading out to the games today, though it would definitely look a hell of a lot better if they swapped out those Fred Perry polos for some actual club jerseys, wouldn't it? But hey, I guess fashion trends change just like everything else in this life. I still make it out to a match every now and then myself, but between the wife and the kids, my schedule isn't exactly my own anymore.
Is there anyone actually left out there for the team?