They give you the occasional high but mostly its just horrible. I want to kick it but can't.

Cold turkey is the best way to go. 

1 minute ago, Ethan Tremblay said:

Cold turkey is the best way to go. 

I tried. I hate this team. And I made my kids barrack for them! Sheesh!

So glad I’ll be away for Queens Birthday

Holidays > Hell > Watching Melbourne 

Hitler fed his soldiers with pervatin. Maybe try that before going to watch the MFC.

I don’t agree. Drugs make you feel good. Following melbourne has never made me feel good. 

24 minutes ago, btdemon said:

They give you the occasional high but mostly its just horrible. I want to kick it but can't.

No it’s like being torchered over and over. There is no occasional high following this joke.

9 minutes ago, Age said:

I don’t agree. Drugs make you feel good. Following melbourne has never made me feel good. 

It felt good at the beginning. Now I just lay in a fetal position, picking scabs on my arms and shouting abuse at invisible people.

7 minutes ago, Age said:

I don’t agree. Drugs make you feel good. Following melbourne has never made me feel good. 

Im no drug taker but you would think they would have you sitting on top of the world.

You know what gets me, Is that the team we played tonight 12 months ago were our equal and since then have absolutely blown us away and showen us we are scared and clueless, FML.

The worst part about following these games lately is the long droughts of goals, good play or anything at all to cheer about. It’s that about to fall asleep feeling. So if following Melbourne is like a drug I’d say it’s a fast acting sedative. 

Its like were living a Nightmare straight of Elm St.

1 minute ago, Win4theAges said:

Im no drug taker but you would think they would have you sitting on top of the world.

You know what gets me, Is that the team we played tonight 12 months ago were our equal and since then have absolutely blown us away and showen us we are scared and clueless, FML.

That is the issue isn’t it. Given a better night with injuries last year and we beat them. They have only gone forward since that night. It’s not that we go backwards, we just never go forwards 

I'd like to hear something from the contributers of the FNQ

I once saw a druggie in the CBD, lying on the footpath surrounded by cops. She kept shrieking out "just don't call me pathetic! Just don't call me pathetic!"

Funny ... that's what I say to my footy supporting mates when I see them.

Now it's starting to add up in my mind.

Well,  the batch is 87 was the best Ive ever had...but you just cant get that stuff any more. It was as pure as you could ever taste. Then they were mixing it with god knows what in 2013 and I stopped buying it altogether for a while. Bad for your health.  This batch has a nice initial lift but sort of peters out quite quickly and leaves you with a big low. Use with caution. 

I would say it’s not like a drug addiction. It’s more like being born in a no hoper family. Almost impossible to get ahead unless being good at crime. And they are few.

Edited April 24, 20186 yr by america de cali

I've jokingly made the same connection before.  I go in to each round of footy looking for that high of victory and often just end up with a most unsatisfactory feeling. That, or the abusive relationship connection; a one way emotional investment to someone who does nothing but hurt us.  

But really, it's an opportunity for some perspective.  A serious drug addiction is life destroying.  People lose their jobs, their families, their homes, their friends, and turn to extremely desperate behaviour to feed their addiction.  

Barracking for Melbourne doesn't destroy my life.  It can ruin my day, if I let it, but that's where it finishes.  I went to bed absolutely fuming last night.  It felt like the result was a personal attack on me.  But this morning, I woke up with a roof over my head in a warm bed, with my kids were happily playing in the lounge room. I get to drink a warm coffee while I rant on Demonland about our god dang football team.  

I understand the tongue in cheek nature of the thread, but I think comparing frustrating football teams to serious life afflictions is belittling to people with serious problems.  I'll leave it at that.

Melbourne is the brown acid.

We just don't have the cattle. And if players like Oliver and Petracca do become genuine A graders they will be 'recruited' by Hawthorn or Manchester United. Plus ce change.

29 minutes ago, Nasher said:

Barracking for Melbourne doesn't destroy my life.  It can ruin my day, if I let it, but that's where it finishes.  I went to bed absolutely fuming last night.  It felt like the result was a personal attack on me.  But this morning, I woke up with a roof over my head in a warm bed, with my kids were happily playing in the lounge room. I get to drink a warm coffee while I rant on Demonland about our god dang football team.

It's a reverse addiction!

The high you get is when you DON'T have MFC in your life!

Following Melbourne is like having a permanent hangover

I need more sessions in anger management than drug rehab. This team makes me [censored] off than being high. My wife wants me to join the Crows but my condition is permanent.

1 hour ago, Nasher said:

I've jokingly made the same connection before.  I go in to each round of footy looking for that high of victory and often just end up with a most unsatisfactory feeling. That, or the abusive relationship connection; a one way emotional investment to someone who does nothing but hurt us.  

But really, it's an opportunity for some perspective.  A serious drug addiction is life destroying.  People lose their jobs, their families, their homes, their friends, and turn to extremely desperate behaviour to feed their addiction.  

Barracking for Melbourne doesn't destroy my life.  It can ruin my day, if I let it, but that's where it finishes.  I went to bed absolutely fuming last night.  It felt like the result was a personal attack on me.  But this morning, I woke up with a roof over my head in a warm bed, with my kids were happily playing in the lounge room. I get to drink a warm coffee while I rant on Demonland about our god dang football team.  

I understand the tongue in cheek nature of the thread, but I think comparing frustrating football teams to serious life afflictions is belittling to people with serious problems.  I'll leave it at that.

Yes it is very much a figurative comparison, which is not intended to trivialise the plight of people with substance addiction. It is based on the idea that we keep going back to be abused but somehow can't give it up. It's a very masochistic pastime with the promise that "one day, we'll be premiers", or at least regular finalists. I have supported the Dees since 1975. There has been very little joy, except to watch the form of Robbie, or later on the 'wiz', Schwartz, Aaron Davey or Liam Jurrah. I really enjoyed the years with John Northey at the helm because I knew that although they weren't blessed with enormous talent, they would fight like crazy to win. We have suffered years of incompetent and amateurish administration, near merging and public irrelevency. I am confident in the admin with PJ at the helm but have lost confidence in the coaching panel and the game plan and to a certain extent, the quality of the list. Over the summer i was like many Demon supporters, looking at the list and thinking what depth we had. Not so now. We have had a team over the past few years of players who seem to think they are better than they are. That's the impression anyway. I can't see into their individual psyches. I'm just so sick of it. I attempted to break the habit while in Europe in mid '87. I found myself at Australia House in London reading The Age about our most recent capitulation to Geelong at geelong. I vowed to give up my interest in football there and then. There I was on the other side of the world punishing myself again. Of course when I arrived home in July they had begun to string together the that great run that got them into the finals for the first time in 22 years. I was sucked back in. That was 31 years ago. I know we have made two grand finals since then but look how they panned out. I'm now 62. Yes, I'm alive and comfortable. Jeez I'm sick of the Dees though

Edited April 25, 20186 yr by btdemon

48 minutes ago, SFebey said:

Following Melbourne is like having a permanent hangover

Yeah, but that usually means having a great time the night before.

Edited April 25, 20186 yr by Dee Zephyr

We were a good team in the 50's, pity people don't drive Ford Zephyrs any more.