Why do you support the Boro?

Not from Boro, but a mate started to go to the Boro games when he started working down there. Me and my brother tagged along to Ayresome one day and immediately hooked. 30+ years later still hooked.

Hard to describe why you follow a team which causes you so much pain and frustration. But it's just something there, in your blood. Always stays with you. Plastics wouldn't understand.

All our kids are Boro fans, sharing the lifetime of disappointments.........😁
 
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Birthright first and foremost but taken by my Grandpa when I was eight, that’s 56 years ago, and I’ve been going ever since. I’m a third generation supporter, my son a fourth and now my granddaughter is a fifth. They live in Canada but, pah, what difference does four thousand miles make?
 
Mine is a weird one. I grew up in rural Lincolnshire with Grimsby as my local team. But like many kids of the 70s I supported Liverpool with a passion, because they guaranteed you success. When I got to secondary school a few people started calling me a glory supporter, which I didn't like one bit. This was in 1986, so being the contrary little sod I was I looked around for the polar opposite of a successful club. I saw a news report about Boro's plight and for no other reason than that I decided they would be my non-glory club. I haven't wavered from that course at any point since. It is odd that teenage stubbornness has condemned me to a lifetime of misery and disappointment but I wouldn't have it any other way.
 
Year after year, season after season, the amount of money you've given to the club, why do you support the Boro, what makes you come back for more?
For me I was born in Middlesbrough and brought up as a fan, Boro and football is now just part of my life, I have enjoyed many ups and downs but as family and friends we always do it together, I know our limitations as a club in todays world but I also know that we as a club perform at our best when we are underdogs.

I truly believe that everyone associated to the club have their best interests at heart.

I enjoying the matchday exoerience meeting with family and friends talking to other boro fans and always feel know matter who the oppoenent is that we have a chance of vetting a result because thats what we do, we deliver when we arent expected and we fail when it is expected but its all part of the journey.

I will always be Boro !
 
My dad took me in 1962 and I was hooked from the first minute.
Going to Ayresome Park was magical for a kid ,especially the night matches.
 
Born in the Boro but I used to support man urs in the 70s/80s...loved jordan, copell, macari, mcqueen, bailey, strachan, robson era....although i was aware of boro too i liked stan cummins and craig johnston proctor and hodgson i didnt truly follow boro and attend games on my own until 1986 with Riochs babes and been hooked ever since. Now i live away down south its my link to home and proud to support the boro till i die.
 
Lived in the area all my life and my dad always had a season ticket so it was inevitable I guess. 73/74 lit the fuse and I got my first season ticket in 74/75.
But the moment I realised I was truly hooked and that watching the Boro mattered more than it really should was 25/1/1975 as Bobby Murdoch steered home an equaliser against Sunderland. I experienced an intensity of emotion that I'd never had before. Those moments don't happen too often but that's what makes them so special.
 
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Year after year, season after season, the amount of money you've given to the club, why do you support the Boro, what makes you come back for more?
Born and raised in Teesside, live 80 miles south these days but the love for the club endures as I enter my 21st season of matchgoing. For every crushing low, there are scintillating highs and amazing memories.

I’ve seen the Boro make it to a European final, just as I’ve seen them grace the relegation spots in mid-February in the Championship. I’ve seen world class players grace the Riverside, much as I’ve seen mercenary loanees after a quick buck offered nothing. I’ve shed tears over this club, both for good and bad, and there is no club in the world who could give me that feeling.

It’s in the blood - Up The Boro.
 
Lived in the area all my life and my dad always had a season ticket so it was inevitable I guess. 73/74 lit the fuse and I got my first season ticket in 74/75.
But the moment I realised I was truly hooked and that watching the Boro mattered more than it really should was 25/1/1975 as Bobby Murdoch steered home an equaliser against Sunderland. I experienced an intensity of emotion that I'd never had before. Those moments don't happen too often but that's what makes the so special.
 
I remember being take as a kid ( 4 or ,5 ) and was standing in the old Boys End , which considering my age must have been the 73/ 74 season, the whole ground was packed and I think we won,. After the match we walked down past the Hospital, it kicked off and there was dozens of lads in a line kicking several lads in front of them along the road, I even got separated from my older sister and her boyfriend who were taking me, all very dramatic but on my young Impressionable mind it left a big memory, I was hooked after that. I have probably gone to AP at least once a season until 82/3 when being 14 or 15 I started going to home matches with my mates instead of family, so those **** years were my favourite ones, I gne to some real real dodgy places with Boro, I have nearly being thrown on tube tracks by irate ICF members, danced in corn field at 3 am in the morning after coming back from a drinking session in Boro after the Luton (h) game in 94, lots of stupid stories like that over the years and not all drunken, I have made some amazing friendships through following the Boro over the years.
I love football and Middlesbrough FC is in my thinking and my DNA,, I couldn't give them up it be like giving up your family.
 
Born in Saltburn. Moved around a lot due to parents being in the forces but one family lived in Marske and one in Redcar so frequently spent time there before ending up in the West Country where I was the only Boro fan in Yeovil.

First started playing football in 1974, first match I went to was with my grandad, boxing day 1974. We beat Sheffield Utd 1-0 and I remember listening to the radio as we walked back to the car and for a while, we were top of the league because I think we finished a little earlier than the other teams.

Stuck with the Boro through thin and thin ever since then though have mostly been living a long way away.
 
I was born and raised in Boro but have lived away nearly as long as I lived there.
I have sometimes wondered what it would be like to support a "big club" but just don't feel any emotional attachment to any other club I don't have a second club in a sense there is clubs I like to see do ok but I don't really care if they win or lose in the same way as I do Boro.
For me supporting Boro is as much the memories of going to the old stadium and my dad getting me some chips on the way. Getting taken quite regularly to watch the Riverside getting built, the happy feelings when we where doing well and the sadness and sometimes anger when we got relegated or certain players left, going to the training ground and meeting some of the players. So for me it's the never ending emotional journey that keeps evolving and changing.
 
My local professional team when I was 6 or 7.

It feels like my club that I share with a relatively small group of fans, but large enough to compete with most other clubs and as showed in 2022 still able to beat the biggest club in the World.

Unlike most other places the club grew with the Town/Area and was quickly at the centre of the Town.

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