Forgive me father. It has been 34 years and 5 months since my last confession. Being honest, I’ve never been to confession and I’m not catholic.
I am however crippled with guilt and shame of late, and believe I owe you all an apology.
You see the problem is that all of this recent business with Fleetwood winning all of their games is, I think, all my fault.
I’ve never been a great gambler and can say with confidence that an overall view of my wins and losses over the years would begin with a negative sign.
Mid Feb, I realised that I still had £5 in my betting account that had been there for a while.
In the build up to the Hayes and Yeading game I was trying to work what to bet on as the correct Wrexham score. However at the last minute I decided to lump the fiver on Fleetwood to beat Cambridge in order to sink the cod army with my traditional inability to pick a winner. Yes, that would teach them. Either way, I was going to be up on the deal. Finally winning.
They won. I quickly realised that I didn’t want the winnings as frankly it was tainted money.
I decided to back them again, this time bound to see them fail to win, and free me from the dirty money.
They won. On it went. Over and over again.
I am now well over £100 of money, that I resent. In part as I am now laden with the fear that this is all my fault. Are the betting gods finally trying to put me on a winning streak and that’s where all these Fleetwood penalties keep coming from?
Do I just stop and give it to the Trust? But if they win, couldn’t the Trust have had more? And maybe it’s the betting on the one where they actually drop points which allows me to exorcise these demons.
I’ve put it on them to beat Mansfield. I have never wanted a team to win more than I want my Stag brothers to win. (obvious exception of Wrexham).
Moral of the story : Never ever trust the idea of betting against your team or on a rival to win so you’re ‘happy either way’. It doesn’t work. I’m a mess of nerves and guilt.
Come on the Mansfield.
And COME ON YOU REDS!