Howmanheyman

'Mumfled with Sons' the best I've seen so far along with 'Run BNP'

It's been past it's sell by date for about twenty years at least, man.

I couldn't really give a fuck about England and if that's your only criteria you'd have been spoilt for choice on who to hate down the years.

You see that little bright dot in the night sky? That's Jupiter. The distance from earth to Jupiter is how far.

I really couldn't give a fuck about Declan Rice one way or another. Not sure what the beef is? Did he 'do' one of our lot in a past game and I missed it?

This is what separates your Ryders from your Caulkins.

Wtf was their keeper* doing? *As if I know the cunt's name?

We've got a squad that could easily get relegated if a few injuries kick in and a manager who could make those injuries happen or help them linger. With a bit of luck or a decent manager we could also be a mid table side. The margins can be narrow. Do you feel lucky? Well do you, punk? By the way, I've always hated the term 'season ticket holder'. I always picture some middle class twat phoning up David Mellor or any other phone-in and saying the phrase as if it made them part of an exclusive illuminati society. You rarely heard the phrase anywhere before the sky era and season ticket or not, surely you'd just say you were a >insert club here< fan?

Could've been worse, he could've been FAACKIN CORBYN'S BOY???!!!.

Imagine sitting in that studio, looking horrified at Jim White's lifting crack only to turn your head towards Simon Jordan's dial as he chirps up, then, gasping for some relief you tilt your head towards Steve Wraith and feebly raise a white flag with tears in your eyes and blood trickling slowly from both ears.

Fuck. That.

Here's an artist's impression of Steve from a lad on twitter.....

'Please listen to me at 9:30am on BBC Newcastle' FHT

Don't forget...

He's continuously stated it's not over, man.

Well after putting that statement out he or the buyers need to do something about it or shut the fuck up as it would come across as another PR stunt. 'Not my fault, Guv!' The only positive reading of that is that there may be a few quivering arseholes twitching at the PL.

I'm going to read every tweet of his about having big players as backers for buying the mackems in Professor Denzil's voice from now on.

He reminds me of the character with high pitched voice from the fast show, the Californian, stoned, scientist.

Ah, Poon's! As featured in a 2015 excerpt from the secret diary. (🎵Mammaries! light the corners of my mind, misty water-coloured mammeries....🎶) The secret diary of Lee Ryder aged 44 and a half. 31/03/2015 Well, just when it goes quiet around the roller coaster ride of NUFC then along comes a derby, the financial results and an unexpected interview with a Toon legend. Ah was nipping into Gosforth for a lunch time special chinkees at Poons which Eddie Eats had recommended to me the other day in the Thomson house bait room. It's not often that the fat cunt turns his nose up at any kind of bait but even he seemed to be drooling at their Hot & Spicy Chicken with Chilli & Sesame Oil with a portion of fried rice and prawn crackers. She-who-must-be-fed, (or Mrs Eats to you and me), had Sweet & Sour King Prawns. Ah was obviously going to ask for mine to have extra chilli on as the Ryder has everything extra hot on account of not being a puff. Anyways, as ah was walking down Gossy High street ah heard a Spanish sounding voice say, "No! It's NOL-berto SOL-ano, not NOR-berto SOR-ano" to a confused looking fan who couldn't pronounce Nobby's moniker. Right enough, it was our old trumpet playing Peruvian hero of yesteryear. "How! Nobby!" ah shouted ower the road. "Can ah have a quick chat, mate? It's Lee! Lee Ryder of the Chronicle! You remember me, mate?" Nobby said aye he did and agreed to have a quick chat, ah quickly said ah'd get to the other side of the road but Nobby said ah was already ON the other side of the road before chuckling to himself. Great craic as ever from the Nobmeister. He ended up going into Poons with me but just had a bottle of Tsingtao beer as he'd already had dinner. Ah was halfway through me scran when Nobby said the Toon would have to spend the new profits they'd announced on players as the team was "leetle bit sheet, Senor Ryder". Ah'd completely missed the news about the profits but Peru's finest export was filling me in on the details which yet again just showed how vital it was having the right contacts and one of the reasons some of us won journalistic awards and some of us named Cameron, Edwards or Caulkin, err, didn't, lol. Ah quickly buzzed Cams when ah went forra piss and he confirmed the story and said he was going to do piece on it whilst ah telt him ah'd get the legends take on it as well making up a 'five players we can buy with the £18M' write up. Poor Cams would get the boring accountant stuff, ah'd get the Legend/player speculation story which ah knew forra fact me loyal readers would lap up far more than the Maths geek shite Cams was getting stuck with. Fuck me diary, ah was only going forra chinkees yet ah got an unexpected NUFC gold plated story handed on a fine China plate! Ah was ganna do a piece on derbies of the past and give Micky Quinn a bell for some quotes but as ah was ahead of the game ah thought ah'd save it for the morra and head off down the club instead forra a few post scran bevvies and a game of Jimmy Juker instead, aye diary, up there for thinking, doon there for dancing! The boy Ryder, keeping one step firmly ahead of the rest! Laters.

A sparky I worked with about 15 years was a big Spenny fan as it happens. Sound lad as well but I'd be fucked with traveling to Spennymoor.

Drive past Newcastle Benfield and Heaton Stan very regularly and am a ten min walk from Benfield but I heard Gene goes there now so I might take in a Heaton game in the future instead.

It was Dr Fu-Manchu wot did it.

He mentions Gayle for a laugh. Gayle would 100% be one of their all-time greats had he played for them, scored a few goals and won them the 2nd Division title whereas here, he'll never have anywhere near the status of a Shearer, Cole, Ferdinand, Beardsley etc, etc.