Newcastle United – Is It Really Possible To Walk Away?
I had been searching for a way of expressing in words my growing frustration and anger about the situation at our beloved Newcastle United.
I had failed utterly to do so until a lyric from an old Guns N Roses song by chance popped into my mind – ‘Double talking jive, get the money motherf***er coz I’ve got no more patience. Double talking … lies … I’ve got no more patience.’
There’s the daily list of ever growingly bizarre and improbable players linked to the club, though we all know deep in our hearts each one of them is unlikely to sign. As it has been said before, I won’t believe it until I see them in the Black n White stripes.
So far the only hive of activity is one of subterfuge and spin, an ineffective attempt to keep us distracted and placated.
It has recently been touted that it is also the club’s policy not to sign players who have had a good World Cup. We will, we are told, be sticking to our long-term targets.
The question is, what is our policy? Other than to dick about and offer half the transfer value of a target until they eventually sign for a club with more ambition e.g. Swansea?
It brings to mind the seemingly doomed attempt to sign Remy Cabella. A player I get an eerie sense of Deja vu about. The physique, the tricky turns, twists and the number 10 shirt on his back; are all too familiar.
It’s precisely how I felt a few years ago watching clips of Hatem Ben Arfa. I didn’t know too much about him but what I did know is I would love to see him in a Newcastle shirt, skimming across the blades of grass of St James Park.
The end of last season provided a reality check for those with even the slightest glimmer of optimism.
The horrendous run of form throughout the second half of the season produced a false dawn of hope amongst the misery. Surely Ashley would get rid of Pardew and reinvest, as the manager no longer seemed to have the backing of the players, let alone the fans.
I myself was guilty, naively writing that Ashley must act now and that a crucial summer lay ahead. There was even an appealing list of managers who found themselves out of a job who could have provided a massive step in the right direction.
Instead, what did we get? A statement confirming Pardew’s job was safe and the further slap of being officially told that we do not intend to compete in the cups.
What the players must think of this? But then we have become a selling club, a stepping stone for overseas players to try their luck on the gravy train of the EPL.
You almost have to admire their brazen statement for its pure incredulity. How more brutally can we be told? We are stuck with Pardew, 10th in the league is the best we will aim for and there will be no cup run to provide any spark of hope or dreams of that elusive trophy.
Let’s face it, we are all powerless and impotent while Ashley is in control. Unless we can summon the strength to walk away, completely. But is that really possible?
Yes, we can boycott the games and merchandise. Bob and Terry may have avoided the score for one match. But a whole season, or as long as it takes until this bloated vampire has had his fill?
We are all in it to the end though, for better, for worse, unfortunately. Support the team and not the regime. Newcastle United, we’ll never be defeated. It’s all we can hold on to. Dark days may be before us but we shall overcome …. One day.
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