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I’ve thought about nothing else on the drive home. That was the best game I’ve ever watched, for so many reasons. The performance was just legendary - intense, aggressive and intelligent, every man on that team knew exactly what their job was when in or out of possession, and every one of them executed it perfectly. First half in particular it was extraordinary to watch, our pressing was so aggressive that the Dippers didn’t know what had hit them. What was excellent to watch was in the few times they had possession and attempted to advance, our men snapped in to their defensive positions in a matter of seconds. I had a good feeling before the game, and by midway through the first half I was daring to think “we might actually do this”, and when Burn buried that header I went fucking mental. My emotions have never been so raw before and during a game as they were yesterday, and it all came out in a guttural mix of joy, relief and bit of grief. Second half, I felt that when Slot just started throwing forwards on, it was an acknowledgement that we had them beat. Howe was ice fucking cold, his tactics were clinical, and then training he’d put the lads through was evident. At the final whistle, I totally lost it- laughing, crying, roaring, smacking the roof and sides of my cab, I went nuts I read the BBC write-up, and the comments, and there was a good few neutrals being very magnanimous and complimentary, and the usual pricks saying “ It’s just the League Cup!” They totally missed the point- it wasn’t “just the League Cup”, it was years of disappointment, learning to temper expectations, seeing our club rise and fall and rise again and fall again, hearing the fucking lines “ it’s been “x” years since Newcastle won a trophy” trotted out by lazy commentators, envy watching tinpot fucking non-entities of clubs winning trophies, becoming almost used to being plucky losers. That final whistle pissed all that away in a split second- replaced by validation, relief, release, sheer, utter, joy! We aren’t the plucky losers anymore, that’s history, we’ve won, and won in a manner that will stay with me until the day I die. Every single member of that team, the coaches, medical staff, catering, all of them, have earned the right to call themselves local heroes, because they fucking are. Howe has pissed on the timeline again, I can not wait to see what the summer brings, and the seasons to follow. (I’m parked up at Ferrybridge just now, when I got out to go for a brew, as soon as I opened my door I heard what I thought was a load of our support, still shouting and bawling, and thought “ Get in, lads!” As I walked up the trucks park though, I realised it wasn’t. Two trucks, parked right in the middle of a row of wagons, with trailers full of cockerels crowing their fucking lungs out There was a Czech lad sat in his cab right next to them, clearly sleep-deprived, in his shorts, looking like an utterly defeated man, thousand yard stare, the lot

I am at the airport waiting for my flight. It’s been a fantastic couple of days with the purest excitement I have ever experienced watching football. The joy of Germany winning tournaments doesn’t compare to what happened yesterday.

well... the ticket i thought i had went tits up about a week ago, firstly it was a concessionary one for 16-21 yr olds, which I was happy enough to take a punt on, but then the price went up by another £350, fuck that. spent the last week hoping a one would fall out the sky and land on me lap, but it didn't. what can you do? seems it wasn't meant to be for me to be there so yesterday was tinged with a bit of sadness, thankfully however far outweighed by utter joy, we fucking battered the bindipping cunts! the wife was hilarious, spent the entire game on her feet in front of the tele and then broke down in tears of joy at the final whistle, she's fucking cornish man, but by god she's been well and truly adopted! me 87 year old man had obviously shed a few tears too when I spoke to him after the match, I wondered if I had enough time left to see us lift a trophy again, he definitely didn't think he had. deeply envious of those that were there but infinitely happier for EVERYBODY who's invested their time and heart in to this mental, basket case of a club. onwards we go....

Congratulations guys and gals well deserved football isn't just about winning, it's a bout the joy of going to the game with friends and family but bloody hell, on days like that the winning doesn't half make up for the pain of losing hope you all enjoyed every single second of it. i was driving from manchester to london with my daughter after going home for the brighton game. had it on in the car. i'm absolutely made up for big dan burn. always liked the lad. a monster of player but seems like a diamond geezer. the fact it was liverpool makes it all the sweeter. hmm did you knock us out? did we lose to the winners? i'd take that too. made up for you all.

I couldn't agree more mate.

this bindipping cunt on rawk taking it exceptionally well....

You in the middle of your living room, doing this but with a plate of chips.

Got back from London about 1pm……and immediately watched the entire match on catch up Am still stunned and unable to properly process everything….think I’m happiest for Geoffrey who I mentioned the other day, he was at one of the PL games we played v spurs at Wembley (we lost both, obvs) so it was 8 games he’d been at without victory at Wembley…this is him at full time with his son Chris ☺️

I’ve just had a glorious mackem encounter Not happy with me hauling 40 tonnes of paper from Kent, my lovely employers sent me to Seaham Docks when I got back, with a load of waste plastic. Pulled in and the yard gaffer was broad mackem… “ Here we fucken go!” Parked on my bay, asked if he watched the match? “ Whaaat?? Nay way marra, ah dinnit watch yay lot!” Perfect, this cunt has fell in to my trap! I dropped the old chestnut “ Oh, shame that like, outside of derbies I like to see all the north east teams do well…” I knew he’d pick up the scent of praise for his mob, and would be mine “ Reaylly? Yi watch The Lads?” ” Oh aye, I watched youse in the Pizza Hut final…” ” Papa John’s marra” ” Aye, that,, my takeaway from that was that your delivery in to the box was great!” I said this looking for any hint that he’d picked up the sarcasm… nowt. “ Reaylly, eee, that’s true like, we daiy “ ” Oh aye, you had hot wings there” Nowt. I pulled out of the yard like

Just watched the post final whistle stuff back with less drunken but more tear filled eyes. What a class act to have all 3 Captains lift the cup. What a time to be alive

What a bloke man. Completely prepared for the moment.

I think we can all take some credit for this. I had a wank over Denise Welch.

Just watching again. Even more tears knowing the final outcome. I can't believe it. 70 years since last domestic trophy and before some twat says something, no I wasn't there. HTFL

I'll give it a few days, then this is going in the gold section. Obviously.

TBH I think that’s photoshopped mate, it couldn’t have been him as hes out on loan in Italy somewhere 🤷🏻‍♂️

BTW there was a Scouser in our box who rocked up in his YNWA baseball jacket and made a point of telling everyone no corporate bullshit rules on no team colours was going to stop him. He was about as illegible as Gerald from Clarkson’s Farm and spent the pre-match being overtly obnoxious about our chances. The moment Isak’s goal went in, he left. Mumbled “I’m not watching those cunts lift our trophy” and was gone with 38 mins still to play. The guy who organised the box had to lift his jaw off the deck. Don’t imagine he’ll be getting invited again anytime soon

Was there a game on or something yesterday? Felt truly blessed to be there, even if it was with the corporate stiffs, most of which were Liverpool fans. Brilliant atmosphere and to be able to say I was the day we finally brought a trophy home is worth more than anything. Crazy moment on the station platform waiting to get the train back. Turned around and there’s Amanda and Merhdad stood next to me with their kids, just blending in with the rest of us. What an absolutely amazing day. Supporting this club is mental, I wouldn’t change it for anything. The first trophy is in the bag, we’ve got the monkey off our back, let the rest roll in.

Isak staring at Henry like CT does to a Bhuna Jar in Sainsburys

I went on RTG to soak up the schadenfreude. Seemed a mix between bitter jealousy, anger at having shit owners, and pretend indifference with a side helping of racism. They're also rounding on their manager because theyre not in the promotion spots and his football is boring or something. Plainly getting ready to hound him out. Absolutely wonderful.

Literally just woke up on the living room floor covered in French fries and with the mother of all hangovers. Worth it

Jamie Carragher: "I find it difficult to be too critical of the team *pause* I must say that's one of the worst performances I've seen from Liverpool in a cup final"

Had a second interview today. Sit down with the MD he asks if I want a drink. Tell him I am fine, he says he's just gonna get a brew. He walks in with a Liverpool FC mug Anyway job offer should be with me tomorrow.

Fuck me, talk about reaching

HANG IT IN THE FUCKING LOUVRE

One of the class things about yesterday was that neither of our goals had "VAR are just checking something here" interventions. They were both just proper undeniable, that's a goal moments where you could just celebrate it all in that moment. That's canny rare these days. There's usually something they want to check.

@trophyshy, what’s your new username going to be?

Of course.

Bruno and Joelinton both in tears really got me. Two lads from Brasil with no ties to the club but they just get it. A total credit to themselves, brilliant lads. This could be the gin talking but I fucking love how much this meant to them.

Congrats lads and lasses if any club and city deserves a trophy it’s you guys best team won on the day fair play, enjoy the celebrations yous deserve it cheers

I may be guilty of turning a blind eye to sportswashing but at least I know "churlish" isn't a verb.

Shocking tbh, they'd done a special one for you as well.

Is it even better than invading Poland ?

Am having a coffee to sober up while going through the papers. What a brilliant morning.

nice touch how he shared the trophy lift with trippier and lascelles too. he didn't need to do that. he was entitled to lift it - a class act and also says everything about the harmony in the group. these players play for each other and the manager.

Hoo boy, my head But I'm grinning away like a loon

1.6 million views for the Extended Highlights on youtube. Pretty sure I account for about 400,000 of those today.

Sandro's lass in Covent Garden on Saturday, pic taken by Big Joe's lass

Carragher's face when Bruno bursts in shouting "he's from Blyth". What a fucking misery he is.

Bloody hell, lads.

It’s going to be bigger than Gemmill’s ego

Btw, @Dr Gloom take a fucking bow, take a fucking bow. A prince amongst thread starters. My liege

7:45 in for the interview with bruno had me in tears (again) just now. fair play to slott too, dignified in defeat unlike a lot of his peers