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This relationship simply isn’t working for me anymore. I have given everything for 22 years now. Huge amounts of love, dedication, time and money and I think I am just about done.

I say that with a heavy heart – and a smile. You see, even in the most difficult of relationships, which this now is, there are happy times.

I’ll always think fondly of those memories, and tell future generations about what it was like supporting my local team. But for now, I can’t see this relationship continuing. Long-distance relationships seldom work. The distance is too much even for what seemed like an unbreakable bond.

Last week, my once proud team played in front of a home crowd that was modest even for a non-league side. This embarrassment was exemplified by the fact it was not only a key game in terms of pulling away from the relegation zone, but it was also a local derby.

I didn’t even listen to it. I could have sat in my car and listened to BBC Coventry and Warwickshire (the only way I can get reception where I live in Birmingham). I could have sat on my couch with a cup of tea and listened to BBC WM. They had the game too. I did neither.

My following of that big game was nothing more than a few quick glances at twitter. My 16-year-old self would be furious at my level of commitment. He simply wouldn’t believe my lack of interest. A lack of interest that makes it very difficult to write a fan column.

What do I talk about? A quick flick through the Telegraph and it’s all about court cases, fans meetings getting turned down, local MEPs accusing people of wrongdoing, and vague attempts by the Football League to ask for clarification on plans for a new stadium. This not not what our relationship was about.

I’m sorry, but you have changed from all recognition from the team I once loved. With the distance comes a wandering eye. I was planning to go to the Crewe game in a few weeks. Not anymore.

Leamington are playing at home on the same day, so I shall be going there instead. Again, my 16-year -self would be sick at this thought. Turning down an away day to watch another team?

I would tell him this – times change and people change. The simple fact is that Leamington can offer me something Coventry can’t – the chance to watch local football in the place I grew up. That’s what this relationship was always about.