under the tinTerminal Boardom What killed the fun, enjoyment, excitement and anticipation for me, bizarrely was the end of the 2006/07 season. We had just had the most successful season in our history and came within a goal or two to actually qualify for Europe. Imagine that. Reading competing in EuropeAnything else after that would not be any better. We all knew that we didn't have the resources to compete with the top 4 and the other very well established clubs in the PL. Therefore, we became a club where the only realistic ambition was to stay at the top table. I doubt if there will ever be a season to compare with 2006/07.
Players' attitudes changed thinking that they were big time stars and fans' expectations rose to unrealistic levels.
Absolutely this.
It was the aspiration to get there that kept me going.
After over 40 years watching us grubbing around in the nether reaches of English football, I saw the club climb all the way up to the top; and when they made it to the top of the hill, I realised the view was very over-rated.
Like most of us who were looking in from the outside, Sir John realised that what he called "the promised land" with the massive television money was little more than an illusion, as the virtually exponential rise in player wages consequential of elevation to that level actually wipes out most of the additional income.
The Premier League is a busted flush, whose sole legacy is making the big clubs even bigger, even richer, to the detriment of the rest of English football.
This engine room drives player wages ever upwards, forcing smaller clubs like ours to flirt with financial armageddon on the high altar of trying to remain competitive in order to gain and then sustain their place in that league.
Football is broken.
Completely agree with both posts 100%. Watching attitudes change and greed take over really did kill my passion for the game at the time. I went from rarely missing a home game since 94 to picking and choosing for three seasons before the bug came back and I started to feel that connection again with the team. Then you see it all again last year, along with the great achievement of getting there and once again not investing to stay there; it does leave you thinking 'what's the point?'. I detest the modern game, and I'm a lot less passionate about it as I used to be; but it's my distraction, it's my 'my time' to get out of the house and do something I enjoy, albeit a lot less than I wish I could again, so for that reason I can't stop going. Saturday's would be very boring without this club ruining my weekend!
I have told myself though that if the club ever goes tits up and someone creates an AFC Reading, I wont stick around. I don't love the game enough any more. That would be my time to walk away from it. I don't take much notice of the Premier League or Football League as it is; it's only my club I take notice of, and if they were to go, so does my support for the game in general.