Taking my seat on the coach
I got one by the window
so I could look out
and dream of an away win.
My son sat next to me
as usual full of positivity
while me the hard bitten fan
just stared out saying nothing.
Driving in to Nottingham
my son got all excited
just like I used to get
now not so much these days.
Standing in the boozer
with pint in my hand
was this going to be the day
we got that elusive away win ?
Me and my lad in the away end
the Sky Blue Army in full voice
standing shoulder to shoulder
it felt like the old days again.
Then we go a goal down
followed by a second
my son looks down at the floor
still our fans keep on singing.
Then we’re back on the coach
the mood is sombre and subdued
my lad’s positivity has gone
he just stares out of the window.
The hour long drive back home
seems much longer when you lose
all the singing and banter has ceased
and conversation along with it.
But to be a football fan it really helps
to always look on the bright side of things
and our next game is back at our place
and we’re playing okay at the Ricoh.
By the time we arrive back home in Coventry
the fans decide to keep on believing
don’t let others see us down and depressed
with our support we can get out of this.
So until it’s all over and we’re down and out
us die hard fans will keep on travelling away
probably returning back after another loss
but still with hope and belief in our hearts.