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Well I saw Ian Ogilvy from the 'Saint', 'upstairs, downstairs' and 'I, Claudius' at Newcastle Airport about 1980 so put that in your pipe!

Shook hands and had a bit of craic with SBR not long after he'd replaced Ruud, he was as engaging and as genuine as everyone says, met and had a impromptu conversation with Pav a few days after he'd just signed for us, his English was very broken and he seemed over the moon that somebody had recognised him and wanted to tell me all about the presents he'd just bought for his family from the old 'Whatshops' in town. After five minutes I had to make my excuses and go otherwise I'd have been there all day, surreal and put a smile on my face, what a nice bloke he was. I was in Universal, Florida and the missus said, "he's a footballer, isn't he?", Me being as oblivious as I normally am said, "Who?", She said, "there, man!" and a foot away was John Terry with just a pair of shorts on pushing a buggy with a bairn in. The wife asked if I was going to talk to him and I replied "What about? Penalties?" (This was about a few weeks after he skied what would have been the CL winning pen against Man U), and I went on my way. I'm positive he heard me.

All the best, TR!

Obi Wan will save her, he's her only hope.

Jesus Christ! That's left me in fucking tears!

This must be some thread. It's the only one that's been replied for an hour and a half, is it worth going to the begining to read it all?

There's a subliminal message in there somewhere, I'm sure of it, I just wonder what it is? Is that photo in your avatar the clean up before the cup game against Northampton back in 1987?? I was helping out with that I haven't a clue, but I went to that game so thanks for your efforts, Shack! The photo looks a bit later to be honest, I'd say about 1991 at a guess.

Peter decided to invite his mother for tea as a thank you for helping him out financially when he bought his new flat and decorated it. Peter's mam notices that Peter's flatmate, Joe, is a very handsome lad if a little camp, there has been times when Peter's mam has raised a few psuedo-innocent questions about when she is going to be a Granny but Peter usually changes the subject and she lets it slide. Joe is his flatmate, " a Canny lad", says Peter, a little too forcefully when his mother gently enquires about the "handsome boy". A week passes since Peter's Mam visited the flat for her tea and her gentle questioning of her sons suspect sexuality. Joe says to Peter, "Ever since your Mam came to tea I can't find the frying pan anywhere!" Peter e-mails his dearest Mother; "Mam, I know it seems a bit daft, but ever since you came to tea we just can't find the frying pan anywhere!" "I'm not saying you DID take it and I'm not saying you DID NOT take it, I'm just a bit puzzled to where it could have got to." "Love, Peter." Peter's Mother replies to his e-mail the next day; "Peter, I'm not saying you DO sleep with Joe, I'm not saying you DO NOT sleep with Joe, but if he was sleeping in his own bed he'd have found the fucking frying pan by now. Love, Mam"

There's a subliminal message in there somewhere, I'm sure of it, I just wonder what it is?

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Where am I this matchday? Newcastle upon Tyne; Have a few pints before the game and a bit of craic before leaving to get into the ground, have a few afterwards in a packed city centre bar Italia; Go to the game 3 hours early with megaphone and help put banners up, riot with police afterwards in a stand off or in the event of a historic victory for your club jump into a small Fiat with your friends and circumnavigate any roundabout or public monument for about an hour tooting your horn whilst your mates wave flags out of a wound down window. USA; Drive in a huge vehicle to the game 3 hours early, get the beers and food out and have a BBQ in the park, go to the game and spend all the time going down for some more lite beers and food, (lets be honest, you're missing fuck all on the pitch), spend half time/quarter time watching some entertainer singing on the pitch as USAF jet fighters fly over the stadium. London/Birmingham; Have a quick pint before the game if you've got time, watch game, rush home with five minutes before time to be able to phone Alan Green or Stan Collymore, (whichever one you can get on), to tell him your thoughts on the game as he interrupts you and doesn't listen whilst shaking his head and mouthing 'next' to his producer.

Sounds daft but he looked liked he'd been plucked straight from 1941, I don't know what he would've worn on a night out but I bet it was shit. As a player he was average on a good day and then only for a division two player.

I think Ossie or Jim Smith bought Peacock from Bournemouth for about £100K and sent Wayne Fereday the other way as part of the deal, I think Redknapp might have been their manager at the time, if so it wasn't the best bit of wheeling and dealing T'riffic 'Arry ever did!

You first. Hey I had my piccy on here for years! You guys first !! I haven't been on here for years! Yes I have since 2005, more or less the beginning of this forum! I've a pic on here somewhere, two in fact! I've fulfilled my side of the bargain.

You first. Hey I had my piccy on here for years! You guys first !! I haven't been on here for years!

You first.

It's a fucking knocking bet he'll join Souness on SKY to talk about their favourite subject.......us.

His job was safe as houses until he asked the Chairman for £6M to buy Alan Smith.

Mourinho fucking shitting himself right now, Benitez's hand shaking like an alcoholics as he lights up his ninth tab in the twenty or so minutes since he found out Big Sam has left Ewood Park.

It'll be the fans agitating for Keegan or Shearer. Happens every time, man.

I tell you what, I read about 20 pages on a Liverpool forum thread about the game and if our fans came out with even 20% of the stuff they wrote about Woy, Liverpool Football Club, (it's never just 'Liverpool') and the fact they should be beating shitty teams like Newcastle United we'd get fucking slaughtered. You'd think they were beaten by a 3rd division club the way they're going on. The vast majority seem to want him sacked ASAP, in fact it looks they're hounding him out, who'd have thought it possible?

Is that them two little blonde shits who always get up to mischief? My son watches it and another one they're in where their mother is a right sort. Got a nice chassis on her for her age. I'd be straight up her back wheel. Horrid Henry is probably the only one I'll pay any attention to when it's on. Not got a patch on Plastic Man which aired through my youth. Maybe I'm showing my age there though. Aye, that sounds like them, the Mother isn't on it much that I've seen, though. There's a teacher on it who's pretty fit and dirty. (I've kind've imagined that last bit.) The two blonde lads with their fucking American patented basin haircuts are just horrible to watch. If there's any justice in this World they'll get twatted off their peers in real life.

Has anyone actually watched Hannah Montanah*? Fuck me it's so bad it's untrue, My eldest daughter likes it and a few other programmes on that Disney channel, (Suite life with zac and cody, wizards of waverley place and so random). Honestly, Disney must use the same teenage actors as they same to chop and change programmes, and the kids they've got should've been strangled at birth, especially Zac and Cody. Don't know what it is about American kids on the telly but they're fucking hideous. I just noticed the other day there's no kids telly on the BBC now at teatime. Our kids are being brainwashed by the Yanks I'm telling ya!!! *I saw her sing 'Rockin' around the Christmas tree' and it has to be one of the most painful things my ears have ever heard, even the bairn said it didn't sound right as she's actually heard the real version.

Most of the reasons are given already on here for our lower crowds but you've always got to look at the opposition crowds as well as certain circumstances, we actually bucked the trend by getting lower crowds post Italia '90 after the boom in football started to take off, however, crowds around the country were fucking terrible and couldn't get much worse, we were at our lowest ebb as a club but still kept the hardcore, believe me what we were getting attendence wise at our lowest point in our history, top league clubs were struggling to get, Anyone on here remember Paul Goddard getting the winner at Highbury? Well he scored it in front of 19,000. The likes of Villa and Everton were getting average gates of around 15,000 in the top league and in Everton's case almost doubled it when they won the title the next year, (Still only got 32,000, mind). People always pick out the 1990-91 season when they have a pop at our gates, well given our recent history, getting three sub 20,000 average gates since the turn of the last century isn't too bad especially when you look at the gates of other more successful and higher placed clubs.