Well the vultures are circling, the wake is possibly only a few weeks away, surviving from where we are now is unlikely to say the least.
Last Saturday I watched (at Norwich) with a slight hope we could win, let’s be honest – we needed to win (understatement of the year).
The first half was as abject as anything we have seen to say the least, then once again we conceded in the moments before half time, how many times must this happen? Although our own fans just might have contributed somewhat, by holding onto the ball and giving our already uneasy defence time to lose whatever concentration they had.
The second half was different, as in the last 20 minutes we attacked with both intent and threat, we were rewarded with two equalisers from the outstanding Mitro. After that second equaliser we went gung-ho for the winner we needed and for a few minutes Norwich could not get the ball off us, then what happens…we get caught by yet another sucker punch, albeit courtesy of a dubious handball!
The feeling in the pit of my stomach at full-time was unbearable to say the least.
So this weekend we have yet another difficult trip where Newcastle United must win, we are six points adrift with games running out and as I said before, the vultures are circling.
The only was we can win this game is if we throw everything at them, sitting back is no good because basically we have not got a defence. It’s a horrifying prospect but we may need four goals to win on Saturday, yes four goals, can you really see Southampton not scoring three? I know I can’t!
I don’t want to face the agony anymore, so this Saturday I am off to Edinburgh with Wifey and a view to having no contact with anyone who either is at the game, listening on the radio, or watching on the dodgy channels back in ……..well best not say in case the sky or premier league police take a peek.
So it really is off to Edinburgh, Radio 5 on the way, but once parked up the phone will be turned off, places with sky sports or showing BBC final score will be avoided and the football forgotten about. Hopefully unlike the famous episode of the Likely Lads many years ago, there will be nobody about intent on spoiling my day. I will then gargle myself to oblivion so that when I get back to my place of residence (hotel next to the zoo), Match of The Day can be avoided.
I am hoping to avoid the score until Sunday morning so wish me well
Avoidance is the only cure now!
I have made one conscious decision ahead of next season..
After following this fruit bap of a club since 1970, I am going to pack it in if we go down AND Rafa departs. If Rafa is given the backing to rebuild under his own steam without the influence of anyone else then I will stay on, I am sure many others will feel the same.
For the first time in about 12 years we have the right man in charge of the team, only he was appointed far too late, Tufty and Charnley saw to that.
If Rafa Benitez can pull a miracle out of this mess he should be instantly awarded the freedom of the city, but alas I feel it is too late even for someone of his quality. Let’s face it, how many of the current incumbents of the shirt would he choose to have at the club, not many I suspect!
I suspect once relegation sets in, bigger and better clubs will come looking for Rafa, so I hand on heart really think this is my last season.
On Monday night, Sky Sports showed the 1996 Liverpool 4 Newcastle 3 ‘classic’ match, can it really be 20 years ago? I was in my early 30s and despite Kevin Keegan falling just short success, was surely just round the corner. Now 20 years on, we threatened once or twice but slowly and surely we have edged toward the abyss.
Being 52, I should be now looking back on trophies, cup finals, titles, regular Champions League, the foundations were there and they have been washed away in a sea of mess…then we read about Arsenal fans complaining about Arsene Wenger. The most successful manager in their history, delivering 20 years of Champions League football, not to mention several trophies along the way (including the double in 1998!), Gooners fans should hang their heads in shame.
Then across the middle east where all the big clubs want to sell their tat, you read about fans transferring their allegiance to more successful sides. One Arsenal fan transferred himself to Manchester City, you really could not make it up.
For all our intense rivalry with Sunderland, could you see one of them or us changing clubs? No, I don’t think so. We all just suffer with what we have!
Good luck to the boys and girls going to St Mary’s, you just never know