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I've never heard of him. Who is it again?

"Ah've already helped Cock-eyed Mala out and did ah get some fun time with his sis? Did ah fuck! If Vicky the Viking can prove he knows his Bjorn Kristenson from Bjorn off ABBA then ah'll see what my sources can do. He must agree to Thomson House free publicity terms though."

Fucking glad that last word was just 'gherkins', mind. Happy birthday!

'The South Americano, make sure he sleeps witha the fishes, tonight.'

Some good shouts, McGhee was streets ahead of Quinny skillwise and they were a great foil for each other although neither of them had pace, obviously Quinn was a natural predator near the goal. Not really sure Goddard was under-rated as he was the main reason we didn't get get relegated the year he arrived, he was also one of the main reasons we did get relegated the season he joined Gazza and Spotty in leaving us in 1988-89. Sellars was possibly under-rated as we had a cracking side at the time but as per the previous chat with Alex, I think most NUFC fans appreciated his vision. David Kelly is a tough one, under-rated? I reckon his importance has went down in folklore even though he wasn't the best striker we've had. I'd say Steve Watson was similar in being under-rated as Robbie Elliott although I think PL is spot on saying Bez is under-rated. I thought he was the best left back I'd ever seen in our shirt at the time although some fans started looking for scapegoats among a talented team and some picked out Bez which was very harsh in my view. I sometimes used to think we were quick to forget about Andy Cole after Les and Shearer were our main men but for me Cole was fucking class. I'd also say a few of us, (myself included), underestimated Gary Speed for the first few months although that might have something to do with Dalglish's use of him and they way were playing. Solano was never under-rated IMO.

No hols for me and my family this year nor the next one either. Booooooooooo.

I've been a bit Michael Owen, I'm afraid, only one I've seen was a rom com with the kid who played Harry Potter and it was largely shite-ish really.

Good to hear you're still on the ball, Stevie. Keep it up, mate.

If Sunderland and Newcastle Utd swapped managers, who would finish the highest? As for the Chelsea/Man City question, I'd still say Chelsea if all the players stayed the same and it was for this year only.

I don't give a fuck about Man City or Chelsea either, hoy another question up!

I'm worried he'll end up having his Rangers cake and still get to eat his NUFC one.

I know NI has a large public sector workforce, I still think it's outrageous you don't get paid sick pay, mind. Despite being from a country with a healthy amount of err, how say....'rebelliousness', whenever I've been over there I've often been struck by a lack of fight for workers rights although to be fair, you lot maybe had other more pressing matters on your hands whichever side of the fence you sat on. Obviously I don't live there and might have the wrong end of the stick, though.

Not sure what you mean by not getting paid until they qualify for SSP. Does that mean that they do get paid their full wage if they've been employed for a certain number of months? Also Luck didn't come into this, it was fighting for rights throughout the years and giving and taking with employers to get a mutually beneficial workplace for both sides. Genuinely staggered that you've never heard anyone moan about not getting their normal pay while on the sick although, although saying that, I'm guessing we're from different working backgrounds, maybe you're compensated elsewhere with a better all round package which negates the lack of sick pay?

That's correct, only job I've never been entitled to my normal pay for the misfortune of having an accident or being genuinely, and proven to be, ill. Are you on the SSP when you're bad? Are you happy with that if you are?

There's nothing but taking and absolutely no giving and it's been that way for years in certain industries. If I go on the sick I won't be paid. I am not self employed nor am I an agency worker but work for a global giant with a unionised workforce. Employment rights are not pretty good and are only going backwards. Again, maybe it's just the industries I work in that are run by idle, conformist, spineless, greedy, heartless set of CUNTS.

"Ah was wearing this very same get up when ah got the Bigi scratchcard story from under Custis's nose."

Cheers for the link. Wanted to put this here, too. (More disturbing than depressing). http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2014/nov/11/secret-police-anti-blacklisting-unionist-state-conspiracy-cover-up?utm_content=bufferb8c77&utm_medium=social&utm_source=twitter.com&utm_campaign=buffer

The secret diary of Lee Ryder aged 44 and a half. 10/11/2014 Well today ah'd just got off the phone to Ruel Fox in one of my never-ending nineties-retro pieces, y'knaa, the real bread and butter stuff of a local, banned journalist, anything to put in tonight's Chronicle, anything to keep the Wolves, AKA John Gibson, from my door. Ah was about to write it up after ah got Foxy to agree to going for a pint with me next time he was up to which he readily agreed to, 'Err, sure, mate, err, yeah, whatever, Bro' were his exact words. Great kid, Foxy. Anyway, as ah was saying, ah was just about to write it up when ah gets a ring off me nark, Remi Streete. "Alright, Tubby? Can you sub iz a pony?" He said, "What have you got, like?" ah says, "It'll have to be good for that type of outlay." The kid doesn't appreciate the tight restrictions Thomson House has on the old expenses list, you need a letter of introduction just to buy a bacon sarnie on the tab these days. Anyway, he says there's a private Sun interview with one of our players about a gambling addiction. Explosive stuff! Ryder thinks his readership deserve to know more so I meets up with Remi outside The Old George and slip him his backhander. "Where's the interview and who is it?" Ah asks. Apparently it's that fat cunt Shaun Custis who's forgotten where he's came from with his posh Geordie accent he puts on for his so-called mates on The Sunday Supplement, and the 'Addict' is young Bigirimana. Fucking champion! They're meeting in Marco Polo's restaurant at 12.30 so I rush to the Joke shop near The Goose and buy a pair of false glasses and moustache then make my way to the famous Italian ristorante. The waiter takes me to a table which is on the opposite side to the restaurant where Bigi and even bigger are sitting. "How, Don Corleone! Ah want to sit ower there, instead" ah tells the waiter and he takes the hint and puts me near the pair of them, right in earshot. Custis despite being a fat cunt and forgetting his roots is still a journalist and looks slightly suspicious of me as I sit next to them with me false moustache and glasses get up but ah just pick the menu up and pretend to read it as Bigi spills the beans. By all accounts Bigi's up to his neck with the old scatchcards, in Forest Hall alone he owes Kulars £130 and Vic's Traders of Glebe Road, £38.50! The poor kids in tears as he spills his guts and Custis is loving it, loving the fact he's got the exclusive on this sensational story but he hasn't reckoned on the boy Ryder, the master of disguise and intrigue. Ah pays up the bill for me bottle of Peroni and Pizza Quattro Stagioni and head back to Thomson House to get the story out there before Custis. That's why not just anyone can be a journalist. It's dog eat dog, and Custis the labrador has just been mauled by the Ryder Staffy. Belta.

MOTD2/Collymore Logic: NUFC win five games in a row = fickle fans

'The Longest Day', yesterday. The old war films are still great to watch.

Loads of positives today, mind. Not wanting to get bogged down with Cabella.

Myfuckingeyes.com say otherwise.

Phone Collymore up right now, HF!!!!! He's talking utter, utter shit.

He might well do better, really hope he does, but we've obviously watched a different game today. (I watched it sober btw.)