|The Entertainment is Back, and So Am I|
Written by JollyJourno on Thursday, 28th Sep 2017 08:41
First up, a confession. I didn't attend a single Ipswich Town game last season. It was the first season in about a decade that I completely sat out.
Why? Well, I might be one of those supporters others call 'fairweather'. But I don't live in Suffolk, and I don't have a lot of money, so I pick my games carefully. I don't want to waste £30 on a ticket, plus £27 on a return train fare, to watch a mid-table team that averages one goal per game.
And so last season, I just couldn't be bothered. Mick's men were playing drab, defensive football, and most of the time they weren't even doing a good job of the defending they were set up for. It was easily the worst season I've known in two decades supporting Town. What incentive was there exactly for me to fork out the cash?
This season, however, something has clearly changed. After Tuesday's 5-2 mauling of Sunderland, the Tractor Boys are top of the goalscoring charts in the Championship. Our 19 goals in nine games is more than double the eight we'd mustered after the same number of fixtures last term.
Over the summer Mick spent what little transfer budget he had on firepower, and it sure seems to have paid off. Joe Garner, Martyn Waghorn, and a rejuvenated David McGoldrick, are proving to be an irresistible strikeforce.
Now let's not get ahead of ourselves. We're still a long way from challenging for automatic promotion. But at this point in time, after so many so years of uninspiring and frankly crap football, promotion isn't even my number one priority. All I want right now is to be entertained. I want a reason to spend £60 on a day out in Suffolk. And the promise of goals is all the reason I need.
It seems plausible at this point that the sharp decline in attendances over the past two seasons is part of the reason why the goals have returned. Town's tactics this year are almost polar opposite to that from last. We're taking risks. We're switching formations. We're even playing with four bloody strikers. Did the board order Mick to change his style? Maybe. I know that if I were running a football club with falling attendances, I'd examine the reasons why and look to change them.
Prior to this season I hadn't considered Mick to be an adaptable or flexible coach. He seemed pretty stuck in his ways - and those ways were clearly not working. So yes, I wanted him out, like most Town fans did. But the new emphasis on entertainment, whatever the reason for it, has changed my view.
It's early days for sure, but right now I'm just happy that the goals are back. And I'm happy to finally have a reason to buy a ticket on the Portman Road turnstiles again.
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