Wednesday 27 April 2011

Expecting a call...

Waiting with baited breath for a phone call that you know will arrive is a bizarre feeling. This morning that is what I have been doing. I know Mark is doing all he can, and that by constantly checking my phone, if anything, I'm prolonging the process. That's how it feels anyway. Yet I still do it. I'm sure if I just got on as normal, the call would come.

It's not even a life or death situation. Simple Minds;

Monday 18 April 2011

You only sing when you're winning...

I haven't blogged for 10 months. Go on say it: "You only sing when you're winning".

The last time I let my mind wander onto the World Wide Web was close season, during World Cup 2010. Oh how much has changed since then! And truth be told, I have been singing when we definitely haven't been winning! Luckily, I've managed to put a poor World Cup and even worse League 1 season to the bottom of my list of things to worry about and it's definitely for the best.

The 2009/2010 season was one I'll never forget, and the current season sits at the complete opposite end of the spectrum. I spent most of last year ranting and raving about how good Swindon are and will be this season, only to be completely humbled. Now, I've spent many an hour arguing about why I didn't just have to have a slice, but the whole damn humble pie chucked in my face. Whether it was the manager, a rift between the players or failing to replace the lads that last season's success has catapulted to new levels is a conversation that we could talk about for hours. Don't worry, that's not going to happen.

Instead, this post marks a change in direction for "The Robins' Nest". Though still massively football focused, its going to be more a Molotov Cocktail, an explosive mixture of the things that make me, me. Music, Technology, Film, Friends and Life. If you don't want to read, then don't, it's that simple. In all honesty, I've only ever used The Robins' Nest as a way of channelling everything that's floating around in my head into something logical. I think way too much, on and off, due to all sorts of different stimuli. And my ol' chap once told me "Don't go to bed worrying about something because you'll lose sleep. Instead, write it down and allow it to leave your head, then worry about it tomorrow".

Yes, this season hasn't been ideal for STFC, but if you can accept that without pain, we couldn't have pleasure, suddenly the pint becomes half-full. From a broader perspective, since June 2010 I've had my fair share of good and bad. Admittedly, when these things happen, its bloody difficult to keep this mind-set. But the way I see it you've got two options, sit and dwell or try what I've just said and the world becomes much brighter.

I've got to credit this blog post to the amazing new album "Punk and Poetry" by The King Blues. Since I got home from work at 17:30 this evening, I've been listening to every verb, adjective, simile and metaphor that Itch utilizes to explain what's floating around in his head. Check the album out on Spotify via the link at the end, I can guarantee you will find at least one song you can relate to on there. And remember:

"Time don't wait, like the changing of the season. Sometimes it makes no sense, but it happens for a reason. Everything happens for a reason".