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We've pulled out all the stops before with disastrous consequences.
Basically fck that.
Personally at long--long last we've pretty much arrived at a good place, I'd be more than happy to ''bob'' around mid table In the Championship winning some losing some, the thought of promotion fills me with dread, I hate that League passionately and everything It brings, can you Imagine watching and listening to that spitting pig Jamie Carragher every other Five minutes telling us where QPR are going wrong and who we should buy to stay In the Prem? No thanks.
I know nothing about the clubs finances and I don't want to know either, I leave that to others.
My opinion Is be thankful for what we've got and where we've go too (and I am).
Leave things the way they are, we look good, we are good, lets roll with It, I'm not being negative just being mindfully careful.
Tuesday night was ridiculously bliss and long overdue.
When In the Prem mainly for evening games there would always be empty seats, probably due to various reasons. Evening games under the floodlights at LR are special, going right back to that Oldham semi final game when our goalkeeper saved a certain equaliser In the dying seconds will be In my fast fading memory for ever, how he got down to save that shot I'll never know, a couple of Woman actually screamed when It happened.
The odour of Cannabis In the lower loft was rife that night against Oldham.
You will never ever get that atmosphere at any new ground wherever they eventually decide to move us.
A free kick anywhere around the oppositions penalty box should terrify the opposition, when we do get them free kicks well I don't know but I don't get excited anymore. When Terry Venables was our Manager our free kicks around the oppositions penalty box were good and had obviously been well rehearsed/practised.
I left the Notts Forest ground at around 3-0 4-0 down In the 90th minute, we were looking for me car after crossing the river when a muted roar went up from within the ground so I said to the lads wahey we got a goal back, we hadn't got a goal back, they'd scored yet again but their fans couldn't be bothered to celebrate or had fell asleep. Jesus wept we were bad In those days, a car full of miserable grumbling QPR fans on a long journey home takes some beating.
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