In which I become a 12th man ...

I got my contract for the new season today.  Apparently my valued support is going to help make us a force to be reckoned with this season.  I'm not sure if they realise my support usually takes the form of sighing loudly, moaning and wishing myself anywhere else but watching this ruddy dross on a Saturday afternoon. 

It might be cheesy but I kinda like it.  In 33 years it's the first time anyone's ever thanked me for being a supporter.  And I bloody well deserve some thanks.