Newcastle United – Reasons To Be Cheerful…
Reasons to be Cheerful…
I cannot be alone in being absolutely sick to the back teeth of the negativity among the fans of this great club.
Just for once, if only for the briefest of moments, I would like to look at my Twitter feed and not encounter thousands of pictures of Mike Ashley as Jabba the Hutt and Alan Pardew looking like a complete buffoon (admittedly, neither requires much work in Photoshop). Or a plethora of angry rants about the team’s performance, or the awfulness of this, that or the other.
Now I am not a fan of either Jabba or his sidekick and, like the vast majority of Newcastle fans, can no sooner drink from the big ‘Sports Direct’ mug at work than I can from my granny’s colostomy bag.
I was a true believer in the cult of Pardew and even I have had enough. And it is not a surprise that we are all angry after the cavalcade of capitulations over the last ten months and the lack of ambition, direction and intelligence shown by the club.
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Having Ashley as the chairman has always been like having one of those persistent, throbbing headaches that never goes away.
But things really aren’t that bad. Seriously. Things being bad is relative. Amongst my very worst moments of being a Newcastle fan are the night we drew with Southampton to finish fifth, and the day we were thrashed 6-2 by Manchester United while they were our championship rivals.
What I would give now to grieve over a lack of champions league football next year.
And even last season, it wasn’t anywhere near as bad as Graham Souness’ first season in charge, or that horrible horrible relegation season. Those were so much worse.
I remember Souness and Allardyce signing donkey after workhorse (Amdy Faye anyone?).
Remember when our back four included such defensive geniuses as Nikos Dabizas, Warren Barton, Robbie Elliot, Titus Bramble or Stephen Carr. Our players aren’t trying to hide the shame and embarrassment so clearly etched onto Michael Owen’s highly punch-able face.
Plus, we don’t have to endure such awful embarrassments of Marcelino, Nile Ranger, Craig Bellamy, Joey Barton, Lee Bowyer, Duncan Ferguson or Mark Viduka. It’s not like our players still punch people or get arrested. Leave the disorderly behaviour to the management I say.
That will be the last reflection on the negatives I have experienced as a Newcastle fan.
As it stands, we are scoring goals and we have drawn three games where we were close to winning. Our squad is good and our defence looks pretty decent. Our injured players are coming back and we will add a striker in January. We are going to go into the next game feeling and playing positive.
After all, we lost in two games we always lose, I can’t even remember if Bobby Robson with Shearer, Bellamy, and LuaLua got an away win to the saints in his time as manager.
The good times aren’t secluded to the distant past. Remember the 4-1 against Hull, the 5-1 against Stoke, or the glorious 1-0 at Old Trafford.
We finally signed Cabella and Siem de Jong! The new players will start to settle in soon and the old ones such as Papiss Cisse are finding their form again.
Everything will be alright even if the almighty lardass is still sitting pretty on his precious commodity.
The team still plays in black and white and that is still the coolest colour combination in world football.
St. James Park still seats 52,000 and Blaydon Races remains a solid gold classic.
Howay the lads! Howay the beautiful city! Howay Newcastle!
Besides, it beats being a mackem.
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