An incredibly funny night in Sunderland from start to finish. Newcastle’s toddlers may have lost 4-0 to Sunderland’s first team but the laughs in the away end got heavier as the goals went in.
If you had said to me a few years ago when Fat Sam was stripping to his knees in front of the Fulwell End that in the not so distant future, we would be sat here in the Premier League watching our bairns play their first team in a competitive fixture, I would have laughed my socks off. On Tuesday night just under 2,800 of us literally did laugh our socks off, all the way from town to there, and back again.
Of course, this game was the perfect excuse to be able to really take the micky. Football is a funny old game, and things can happen very quickly, so you might as well enjoy it while you can. For all we know, Newcastle and Sunderland could again be in the same division next season.
Prior to the game, there was a very heavy police presence at central station to take two loads of Toon fans on the metro to Wearside. These games are always funny because for some reason those lads that are usually relatively sensible and well-behaved when following the Toon, seem to turn into animals the moment they take their first step towards enemy territory. I have been to many a game, home and away, between Newcastle and Sunderland, but I can describe this particular Metro as somewhat of an experience.
I am sure that the 10 year old kid standing on the platform at Brockley Whins won’t forget a train load of Geordies hurling abuse at him in a hurry.
Once we were ushered inside the stadium it became evident that there really wasn’t going to be much of an atmosphere, at least from the home support. I do fully understand why many Sunderland fans didn’t turn up. For the most part, if the roles were reversed, then I don’t think I would want to suffer the embarrassment of watching my team play their bairns.
If the truth be told, our kids played rather well in the first half. I would have called it in an even game. Although Sunderland dominated possession, if either side looked like scoring then it probably would have been Newcastle. Whether that was because our attack was a potent threat, or their defence was somewhat of a nervous wreck, is open for debate.
Of course I am sure Ben Dawson would have sent them out in the second half with the message of ‘keeping things tight’ and not conceding an early goal. They were mightily unlucky to concede so quickly after the break. Just terrible luck really. From that point on, Sunderland had their tails up, and their fans opened their voices to chant “we’re by far the greatest football team.” It may have already been a foregone conclusion but we certainly enjoyed ourselves nonetheless.
I have been told by quite a few who were in the home end that we sung well and were heard clear. Songs were largely kept to not crossing the line, or coming across as what I would term, a bit embarrassing. For instance, songs that mentioned Adam Johnson were kept to a minimum and there was no Jimmy Saville reference. Instead, the standard of songs coming from terraces were amongst the highlight of the night with:
A whole rendition of “Shola From Fenham”
“You sad SMB you’re playing our kids”
“Lets all laugh at Sunderland”
“We saw you crying on Netflix”
As well as the classic “Ole… Ole”whenever our kids put together a few passes on the SOL pitch.
Of course there were other Newcastle chants – but I think most there would admit that we were there to laugh at Sunderland more than anything else.
The main highlight of the night though must go to Charlie Wyke and Chris Maguire, who hilariously mocked the travelling Newcastle fans when they scored their goals against our kids. I am not sure what was running through their heads when they did it but those moments should probably go down as the absolute low point in what is likely to be a successful season for Sunderland.
For the most part, I feel like the Sunderland fans who attended, except for a few idiots, took their humble pie. A clash which in the end came without trouble and from a police perspective was a success. We had a right laugh at their expense, and for Sunderland, they’re now two games away from Wembley.
Although, I have to be honest, I have been genuinely shocked by the reaction of Sunderland fans I know personally and on social media. I went to school in Durham so many of my mates in the north east are Sunderland fans and I got the impression that a few of them are too stupid to see why we turned up?
A few of the texts I received during the night;
“apparently you’re not bothered at all mate… see you next year”
“is that 7 derbies in a row now?”
“Well that went well”
“Did you enjoy that mate?”
Just to be clear, we weren’t there to see Sunderland play, it wasn’t really to see our kids team, it was to laugh at Sunderland and their hilarious demise. Why? Because its funny. It is really funny.
I’m sure a few Sunderland fans will read this and tell me I am wrong…but was Tuesday night the lowest point in their history? I would say so, as I don’t think it will get any worse for them ever again… although I will hold my breath.
Alas, a funny night that we should all enjoy because hey, lets be honest, there is a good chance we will be playing in the same division as them next season.
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