I was feeling a bit deflated. Football will do that to you. This was nearly not going to be a piece on getting that feeling about things and what it means. I just did the television version of leaving the stadium early. Brighton scored a last kick of the game type equaliser against my team and I switched it off. I never do that. In the end it wasn’t the last kick because we went up the other end, got a corner, a penalty and with the actual last kick of the match scored the winner. Football, bloody hell. I had the feeling we would hold on before they scored. I even challenged what feels like an unspoken rule to never openly predict even to yourself that something is or isn’t going to happen that will benefit your team. I taunted myself in the belief they wouldn’t score because I was so convinced my feeling was spot on. It was going to be the basis of my entire argument in this piece.
Football is great for getting that instinctive feeling about something. I got the feeling Maguire was going to score our initial equaliser earlier in the game just before he did and that set me off. In truth there have been loads of times I’ve got the feeling he was going to score and it’s come to nothing but I’ve homed in on the one time it proves an idea I want to believe in. The truth is though that we do get instinctive feelings about things and they come true. I have no idea what it means and despite there being an infinite amount of books out there with theories I doubt nobody really knows. Trust your gut, go with your instincts.
We have some of the best days and the best adventures when we do trust our guts and go with whatever momentary instincts we feel. I have had some fun as a result. Just imagine we lived every day like that though, it would be a type of carnage for sure. It would certainly be exciting, if not frustrating too. The constant lack of rational actions. But then people seem reasonably irrational in their actions already. Maybe I’m just too rational, think out each situation too much and never trust my gut feeling and which ever flow it could take. Well I trust it today just before we had a goal scored against us. We did go up the other end and get one ourselves so maybe I was right, but also maybe I wasn’t. Really I have no idea. I’m not sure I’m connected along the earths meridian or energy lines to a football game thousand of miles away. Maybe I’ve just watched enough football to know or understand the likely outcomes. Look at me trying to rationally break it down. You see that’s where I go wrong. Got to stop trying to understand things and just go with it. Go with that feeling. It certainly makes life more interesting, maybe I should experiment a little with that for the next few days.


