The nearest I've come yet to getting through a whole season without going to a match. Just the one for me - Mansfield away, 'cos it's about five miles from my house.
Somehow we scraped a 1-0 win with an injury time winner we didn't deserve in one of the most awful games of football I've ever seen - and I've seen some rubbish down the years. I've found other things to do with my time and money now and, to be honest, I really wonder how I used to afford it (though, in fairness, I've packed up work now so don't have as much to spare).
I think this season was the final part of a gradual winding down for me that goes back to the days in the Championship. Loads of things really, mainly the great clearout sale, but also little things like a game against Norwich when eleven of the twenty players on the pitch at the start of the game were loanees, the gradual replacement of various important players with ones who clearly weren't up to the mark (Duguid for example). The Arsenal cup game with those stupid 'half and half scarves'. Sitting in various away ends surrounded by numpties who either talk in sub-Alan Hansen pundit-speak, think it's hilarious to 'celebrate' phantom goals and sing 'shoes off if you love the greens' (which happened at Bury on Friday by the sounds of it), or are your typical Janners stuck somewhere in the seventies and who think racism is still acceptable. The realisation that the owners of the club - all of them - have no ambition for the club and little or no respect for the supporters. Watching Argyle play in unneccesary away kits - I know there are financial reasons, but all the same.
I think the rot really set in when I came out of Doncaster's ground after a 1-0 defeat and, on the way home, realised that I really wasn't that bothered. These days I get the score updates via my mobile and this season, more than any other, I just don't get that bothered when Argyle let one in, or lose. In a way I'm glad we ballsed up the chance of getting into the play-offs as it's saved me having to make a decision about going to Wembley, that would have been tough for all sorts of reasons, not least that I don't actually agree with them, the only saving grace with the two occasions we've been in the play-offs we've finished in the place in the table that would have meant automatic promotion before they introduced them. If we'd scraped into seventh place in Div Four by virtue of a scabby little run of wins a couple of months back I'm not sure I'd be that bothered. Actually, the whole Wembley thing is another thing that pees me off. It used to be some magical place that you only played at if you reached a cup final - now there can't be that many clubs in the league that haven't played there for one reason or another, it wouldn't surprise me if the football authorities didn't conjure up some competition for all the clubs who haven't been there yet.
Overall though, it's a sense that football is not the game I grew up with anymore, and that Argyle just doesn't feel like my club anymore. Its not because we're crap - I'm used to that - it's a combination of so many things, some of which I'll admit are just down to being older and resistant to change, but many of which are purely down to it not being enjoyable on so many levels, both as sporting and social occasion.
So, thanks to Argyle for another uninspiring season and for making me care even less. You're saving me a lot of money, time and stress by gradually becoming even more mediocre and anonymous.