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Real supporters? I've frozen my hands off in The Bailey. I've sweat so bad I thought I was going to pass out from dehydration. I've screamed so loud I lost my voice for days. I tapped a drum pad until my hands bled.
You went one match without flags. Miss me with that.
#FCCincy
https://twitter.com/wrongsideofpond/status/1316562559151996928
You went one match without flags. Miss me with that.
#FCCincy
https://twitter.com/wrongsideofpond/status/1316562559151996928
We marched in pouring rain. We stood in a monsoon. We pondered tickets to Kansas City. We bought scarves, jerseys, hats, tickets. We ate the sun like a snack in mid July. I showed up every game. I committed my free time to making the Atmosphere better. FOR YEARS.
I trusted the process. I believed. I hoped the atmosphere. I INKED @fccincinnati ON MY ARM FOREVER. I live this team. I breathe this team. I watched Garber hand us the MLS torch. I defended you. I fought for you.
You didnt have a TIFO for one game.
Miss me with that.
You didnt have a TIFO for one game.
Miss me with that.
People I consider my friends walk to their car in the middle of the night for a mile carrying a heavy ass drum after a devastating loss. You think they get parades and accolades? We drive for miles. We show up early and leave late. We shake hands with people marching in.
I bring my parents. I bought stupid @ESPN plus memberships to see games when we travel. We bicker on Twitter with the enemy to defend our brand. We listen to fake vegetables for rumor trades. We make memes and jokes to support you even though we are sad.
We help each other. We support each other. We defend each other. We are a community. We are family. We lean on each other when we hurt, when we need help, and when we have no one else. You didn't have a fucking TIFO. Don't call me or my family fair weather. We've weathered it all
