Howmanheyman

I should have a decent memory of this year as it was the last season I went to games without drinking, (for the vast majority of it, any way). I remember this year more for the away games as this was the first season I started going away on a regular basis, me and my pals from school, we were 15-16 would have a great laugh getting up to all kinds then go into school on monday smiling to ourselves as other kids would describe how they'd watched 'Going Live' or went into HMV and bought some records whilst we'd be running about different towns by ourselves as the proper grown up supporters were in the bars. At the time we'd either go on Magpie travel with the club or go with Value travel a small travel agent on Shields Road in Byker. Value travel also had a shop in south shields and much to our annoyance we'd pick up in shields road before heading down past Wallsend to go through the Tyne Tunnel to pick up the Mackems from the South Shields branch, (they fucking hated us calling them that but we were cheeky little cunts back then who'd always grab the back seats first and wait for the moaning mackems to get on and make threatening comments about what would happen if we were on them in the next away game). Also in this season we always seemed to be away and in the same part of the country at the same time as the smoggies were and quite often met at the same service stations by accident, you could feel the tension in the shops as the two groups of fans, (especially us kids) were nicking all the bars of chocolate, crisps, pop and just about anything else we could get our hands on whilst glaring at each other. Think I had my first ever drink at an away game at a bar in Hemel Hemspted for Watford away, One of our mates who was two years older got the drinks with myself who could just about get away with it and the lot of us had about three pints before the game and we were buzzing off our tits, drinking on enemy territory with older Mags, brilliant. One kid, (we'll call him 'Robbo', decided to swagger over to two 'Watford' kids on their own and with his three pints in his bloodstream and staring at them asked, "where's your fucking ground, like?", to which they replied, "Ah divvent knaa, we're lost too!", the fucking dopey cunt! I'll get back to this thread later as this was a great season for me with a shitty, shitty end, unfortunately.

Not quite the same, but I once saw a pissed father of the bride give a speech where he told everyone he'd now seen his third daughter married and all of his son-in-laws weren't "worth a fucking light", then sat down with a scowl. There was a fight not long after.

To everyone else, I'll pack it in now, sorry folks!

Great comeback, I'm fucking devastated. That isn't the full comeback. If you want the rest you need to go wipe it off your wifes chin. Dream on virgin boy, dream on.

Great comeback, I'm fucking devastated.

Why though? How he sees himself; How we see him;

A bunch of chinless wonders bending their knees along to the music whilst waving union jacks make you proud to be British? Why don't they just jump up and down for Christs sake? They can't even do this without making it look upper class. Fucking hell!

Kevin, let the big boys talk about their football club, (not yours), without spoiling the thread by being an utter mong with as much chance of getting his leg over as Simon Weston has of getting the L'Oreal gig. I won't reply to you again in this thread.

Wayne Rooney in 10 years time.

Last word on Kev in the style of his choosing.....

Sorry, Kevin, I don't do bickering with mongs, post after boring post like you and the Skidmark.

What about 'KingGAYo' as his name? I get the feeling that would really make his day to go with his Everton crest. Way to kill a thread, howmanheyman. I suppose I'll take that as a compliment from you, Kevin. You're getting better, Kevin. Well done.

What about 'KingGAYo' as his name? I get the feeling that would really make his day to go with his Everton crest. Way to kill a thread, howmanheyman. I suppose I'll take that as a compliment from you, Kevin.

What about 'KingGAYo' as his name? I get the feeling that would really make his day to go with his Everton crest.

Oh well! Ho hum, etc, etc. We actually had as many clear cut chances, (if not more), than we did against Villa. It was definitely just 'one of those days'. The only worry is we were the better side at Molinuex the other week and only got a point and today we wasted numerous good chances against a very ordinary Blackpool team who probably couldn't believe their luck. We need to be a lot more clinical and any inflated egos will hopefully have had a kick up the arse today.

Doesn't seem too many moody looking buggers there does there? Also no headphones in sight or mobile phones. Kieron Dyer would be turning in his grave if he were dead!

You recommend it then, Fish?

I'd heard Wenger was going to keep Sol Campbell* and try and sign Oprah Winfrey, Alexander O'Neil and Rusty Lee as well. He reckoned a fat black four would be the way forward for the Arse. * Only kidding Sol, I'd be 'pathetic' to think you'd be a bit fat for a current premier league player, wouldn't I?

You could just type 'Michael Owen' then leave this thread alone, to be honest.

Putting the theory to the test?

Can stick John Anderson in the same bracket for me My abiding memory of Fereday was over him falling over all the time. One of the lads who sat near us suggested he had running spikes in instead of studs. In theory he probably wasn't too far from the truth! Is it honestly right he was still at the club in 1992? I find that hard to believe (or was it some sort of coaching staff role by then?) Tom? His testimonial was April 92 iirc, I remember the toon fans singing Waddle Waddle sign for us, because it was rumoured us and Sheff Wed were in for him as he was leaving Marseille, and further to that, Anderson had a really bad injury and never played again, and didn't play that night, but was still on our books, I'm pretty sure till the end of that season. Can still remember the programme "ANDO" on the front, no cunt ever called him Ando. "Ando" was copyright of Thomson House.

Can stick John Anderson in the same bracket for me My abiding memory of Fereday was over him falling over all the time. One of the lads who sat near us suggested he had running spikes in instead of studs. In theory he probably wasn't too far from the truth! Agree about Ando. Funny thing though, back then I noticed we either loved a player or hated him, was reading that 'Black & white daft' book the other day by Mick Edmundson which is a great read for anyone who used to go to the games pre-1992. Someone was commenting on a player, can't remember off the top of my head who it was, getting down the wing at Oakwell then putting a cross straight into the thousands of Mags down there and getting loads of stick. John Anderson then did the same five minutes later and it was, "ooooh! unlucky Johhny, son!"

I remember a football league centenery game (or something daft like that), v Wimbledon, he got a boot in the face by Fashanu or another 7ft neanderthal who ran about for them, (can't say 'played'), he stooped down to get a header in, took the boot to the head, stopped for a few seconds, rubbed his head, then ran after the ball to make a tackle. Thats all we could ask for in those days.

I never minded Sweeney actually. Not that he was any good or owt (which he wasn't), but he was always committed. Stimson and Fereday on the other hand actually made me believe that 95% of the adult male population could get a game as a professional footballer. Paul Sweeney = Fiery Scot (Ginger, slow, scottish and shit). Mark Stimson = Jason Donovan (the real Donovan would have tackled harder). Kenny Sansom = A fat cockney bastard who didn't give a fuck about NUFC, was just here for his last signing on fee. Lee Payne = came from non-league but just wasn't really up to it. Frank Pingel = came from Scandinavia and just wasn't up to the job. Rob McDonald = The Ronny Gill kept saying he was a sprinter for Edinburgh athletics or something like that when we signed him. (Some evil team-mate obviously put lead in his boots whilst at NUFC as he was slow and shit, did score a good header at Hillsborough one game I was at, to be fair). Fereday = Made his debut at Filbert street, it was pissing down all day, we drew 2-2 and Wayne had a good game, I turned around to my mate and said the immortal words, "Fucking hell! we've signed a good player here, mind!" I don't think we ever played better football under KK than the season when Sellars played wide-left before Ginola arrived. He was a quality footballer and combined really well with Beresford. Beresford was a tad underestimated himself, was very good in his first few seasons anyhow, went downhill fairly quickly IIRC though. Speaking of which, I'll tell you who was underrated - Robbie Elliott, in his first spell here. KK preferred Bez though as he was better going forward and had more pace. Elliott was pretty good going forward himself mind. Injury prone though. Elliott was underrated but don't think Bez was, well not by me, anyway. Davey Mac was one of my heroes as a kid, his attitude was class, certainly don't think he was underrated by most Mags. By the way, how many of those shit players were signed by Jim Smith? Puts to bed his fucking credentials the moaning twat he was!