We've been spoiled in recent years, reaching heights that, when I started following the 'Well, were pipedreams. In the 45 seasons or so I have been watching this mob, the vast majority of the seasons have involved lower half of the table struggles and a couple of relegations. Not to mention the seasons where we cheated relegation thanks to dodgy stadium rules and league reconstruction.
I was at at the games where we were officially relegated and with a couple of exceptions, went to every game home and away when we were dossing around the first division. If you choose to watch our team, you are going to be disappointed more often than not. The first real heartbreak I suffered was the Airdrie semi-final replay in the Scottish Cup - Stewart Rennie's breach of the 4 step rule a harsh lesson of what was to come. From that day forward, I have savoured every victory regardless of how small or large.
I was lucky enough to be at Hampden when we won the Cup, and even luckier that I was able to share it, standing beside all my old 'Well supporting school mates (and a number of Accies supporting mates). I said then I would die a happy man because I knew from bitter experience how the planets had to be aligned for a club like ours. Wee Tommy had assembled a great team over the years, but I had seen better squads fail to pick up a trophy.
I touched on this story in a different thread, but never went into details. The year Butcher took us to the CIS Final, I was working in NYC. I had booked my fight home for the game, but a few days before we had a work emergency. There was a project that needed someone to fly to Hong Kong for a few weeks and nobody was available. One of the big bosses called me up and asked me if I could go.
I told him I had holidays planned and didn't really want to change them. As well as 2 or 3 weeks in Hong Kong all expenses paid, he told me if I cancelled my (cheapo cattle class) flight back home, that after the project, he'd pay for me and the wife to fly anywhere we chose First Class. I turned him down with the story that my Mum was ill and I really needed to go home. That was partially true, but the real reason I turned it down was to be at my 2nd Cup Final.
So I turned all that down and came home, cheapo style, to watch us collapse big time in the Final. Would I have changed it? No way, because it was a great experience I was able to share with my family and good mates again.
Those experiences are what makes the game enjoyable - or on some occasions, at least tolerable. They also make the good times great, because the majority of the Motherwell experience is disappointment.
I have enjoyed standing on the terraces at Firs Park watching us beat East Stirling in a game where the foodlights were so bad the ref missed a handball on the goal line. I was at a game at Fir Park where we kicked off both halves. I was at Love Street the night Steve Kirk was red carded for headbutting Billy Abercrombie and Abercrombie received 3 red cards for his response. I was in Perth when Hugh Sproat was having a snowball fight with the 'Well fans during the game. I was at a Stirling Albion game where we chatted to the linesman and ended up persuading him not to flag Willie Irvine offside.
That's the kind of experience you need to savour as a 'Well fan, because despite the McCall years and brief success under McGhee the first time, most seasons are rank rotten.