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bit disappointed in the negativity in here lads. we're nowhere near injury time yet.

just off to google.....

i guessed that mate! scotch or irish it's the work of the devil i reckon. won a bottle of laphroaig one year for having the dream team which scored the most points in the fixtures immediately before christmas, i was led to believe it was a good one. hideous, swapped it for 20 embassy regal! apologies to whisky (e) lovers everywhere!

does it give you instant heartburn as well?

god only knows. of much more pressing concern, does anybody have a recommendation for an alternative to whiskey gravy to accompany haggis? i cant stand whiskey.

hooray! our woes are finally over.

5-4 home win. 0-2 ht 0-4 90 mins 0-4 95 mins dubravka 96, 96, 96, 96, 96

my old man started taking to me to matches at the back end of the 60s. i rarely missed a home game thereafter till 2008. i got my first season ticket in the early 90s only because it became a necessity, prior to that i was only really aware they exsisted for upstairs in the west stand and likewise in the east stand once it was built. the old popular side was where i cut me teeth. as it stands it's completely unecessary to have a season ticket for nufc, not even to save a few pennies. on the contrary, hang on for a year or so and you'll be able to get one for nowt like the recent 10,000 backdrops for a sports direct advert. no disrespect mate, but you're courting the wrong people for your survey, because the current crop of nufc season ticket holders are the most profoundly stupid people ever to set foot in st james' park. oh and just in case you missed it the first time..... mike ashley is a cunt, i hope he gets sucked in to a jet engine.

he's an absolute cunt. hope a hellfire missile lands on his head.

in particular!

fuck knows mate. it'll probably turn out we've also bought woolworths as well.

canny article by reade, not for the first time. the reality is though there's nowt in it that only the profoundly stupid don't know anyway. actually... we may have one of those on here.

the mind can only boggle as to how much profit ashley would want on the £4m compensation we apparently forked out to sheffield wednesday to make bruce the lowest paid manager in the premier league.

won't believe that until a genuine and thorough breakdown of hoffenheim's accounts are made public. it makes no sense whatsoever. ashley/charnley/barnes have managed to piss off french clubs from lille all the way down to montpellier, (zigzaging their way enroute) with their protracted, penny pinching negotiations to such an extent owners/chairmen have threatened to never deal with newcastle again. they then crossed the border in to the basque region of spain and spent months haggling with eibar for lejeune. can't be arsed to do any reasearch (memory is failing me a bit) but i wouldn't be in the least surprised to discover our dealings with clubs in belgium and holland have lefr their directors traumatised as well. then all of a sudden, completely at odds with everything that's gone before and with seemingly with no competition for joelinton's signature we're led to believe ashley has sanctioned a £40m spend on a player whose ability doesn't even come close to warranting it. the fat cunt must've had a life changing summertime visit from the ghost of jacob marley and all the christmas spirits or a fucking severe bang on his repulsive skull. bizarre and surreal, you couldn't fucking hallucinate it.

for what? i'm fully on board with the bruce revolution of starting a match in injury time.

saturday? except we got three.

aye. it's odd that.

or maybe just the ability to see what's before their eyes?

we've been very unlucky not to be lucky in that half. our luck should change.

don't worry. we can still win this.

she was 19. unlike her daughter she's been to a shit load of newcastle games since. however she's steadfastly kept her tits covered up at matches for the best part of 3 decades!

@Essexyellows october 13th 1990 at your place, my daughters first game aged just under 2 months. wouldn't take a bottle feed so the wife breast fed her on the cuckoo lane end to a rousing chorus of 'tits oot for the lads' dull as fuck 0-0 draw, she's 29 now and has never expressed the remotest interest in going to a newcastle game since.

fully expect our benevolent and spendthrift owner to double our record fee spend with an £80m bid due to all the competition for his signature.

acid, magic mushrooms or dmt for me please. might help with me my schizophrenia, split personality or whatever the fuck it is kid dynamite reckons folk are suffering with if they don't rate ashley's version of nufc too highly!

it's not easy man. when you're living in a borderline schitzophrenic world of apathy and apoplexy it's hard to determine whether you're conversing with someone who is suffering from heartwarming, naive optimism or someone who is mindbogglingly stupid and deluded. hey.... we all have our faults.