FIn the past, winter alone was enough for a proper winter depression. Little light, little fresh air, hardly any physical activity. Now we also have the corona pandemic. The mood enhancers are no longer needed. No shiny children’s eyes at the Christmas markets, hardly any Advent mood, the kids whine because the ceiling falls on their heads, without club sports or other organized leisure activities in the group. And then this weather too!
Eintracht also does not deserve the mood of their fans. The stadium experience is of course missing, but with the help of television it could also provide a kind of substitute satisfaction – but it doesn’t. You can’t even get really upset about unity. After five draws in different levels, each of which left mixed feelings, she now had to accept the second Bundesliga defeat in Wolfsburg.
The short summary: Not really badly defended, very rarely played well forward, luck with one penalty whistle, bad luck with the other penalty whistle and in the end was surprised by Weghorst from Wolfsburg. Conclusion: yes, what? It’s just like that, nothing happened. It is far too early to worry about relegation, and not too late to dream about Europe.
But who can really deal with football these days? The infection figures are worrying, the next rigorous lockdown is just around the corner, the thoughts of a Christmas vacation in family isolation are coming to the fore and how things should go on afterwards in school and at work.
The world has different problems than Eintracht, and maybe that’s one reason why Eintracht has problems getting really excited about their work and getting their fans carried away. Football lives in its bubble, but not in another world. The corona cases in our own ranks make that clear. The last time it hit a board member. An extended Christmas break would also be good for football.
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