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Stuck Talksport on (I know, I know) on the drive home as I knew that cunt Durham would be trying the old WUM act and he didn't dissapoint. Called us backwards, over-reactors to any kind of change, and just looking for excuses to have a go at Ashley when he's actually doing a great job. I then turned it off before I found out if anyone took the bait. And then punched the shit out of the car stereo.

http://www.newcastle...g-st-james-park Telt you, season ticket holders all over the council, both in Labour and Lib Dem, no way the council was going to support any of this even a tiny percent. A small moral victory but a victory all the same!

It's alright people saying we'll all still call it SJP..it's what my kids and grandkids will call it that I'm worried about.

It tells you how bad it is when even Danny Baker is actually making a serious post on twitter for once.. "Newcastle fans. To make your point to these gormless pinhead paymasters - Boycott programmes and club shop. Oh they listen then alright."

Good point. Lots of season ticket holders on the council as well, if they did have any power to block it it would def go in our favour.

Like I keep saying, if the plan is to make the club more viable and sound on a business footing then I have no problem with that. It's the lieing, sly, cuntish way in which most of this is done that I fucking despise. The way we are treated like naughty sulky teenagers who don't know what's good for us. Totally agree with Gemmill when he said this is almost a statement by Ashley telling us he's still the daddy and we need to know our place. Wankers.

This is the key like. Not just the Chronicle, we need all the press, especially the beeb, to call it by it's rightful name.

They replace the signs at the entrance on Barrack Rd, keep ripping them down. For once, I would love to see some of our knuckle draggers take one for the team and keep defacing the new signage when it goes up.

I'm off to Morocco tomorrow then walking the Sahara for the week from Saturday. So not much really.

I think the problem with Sven is that if it is going tits up for whatever reason then he's doomed. I've heard nothing to the contrary that is dour and calm demeaner change and sometimes players need a kick up the arse, which he's just not capable of doing.

Also, your path to sports journalism will not be instant. You'll have to get into a local newspaper and write award winning articles about 'Cat Stuck In Drain' and 'Rotary Club Donate Sundial' before hitting the big time. Seriously.

My rock and roll lifestyle is officially over. As an aside, I've bought cars cheaper than this.

Just to add, the above is not a dig about being proud from being from up here, it's more those than flog the fuck out of it. Lots of driving one's I could add, but the main one is that I always seem to have problems with people who drive Vauxhall Cavaliers or Vauxhall Vectras. Apologies to anyone on here who drives these models, but I seem to be targeted by blokes driving these far too fast/badly.

Aye anyone speaking with a geordie accent on telly should try and talk like Oz. Chris Waddle oh dear, The Likely Lads oh dear, the kids off Purely Belta oh dear, Spuggie oh dear, you could go on and on. I'll add Geordie 'celebrities' or even Geordie contestants on tele who go on and fucking on about 'I'm a Geordie, we're geet mad as oot man.' Going on tele seems to bring the knacker out in us.

Well that's put me right off me tea.

Actually, joking aside, my mates a sport journalist and half the battle is keeping good relations with the club. That doesn't necessarily mean the board by the way. Or even the manager. As long as you've got someone on the inside who's privy to information and you don't get barred from the club you'll be fine.

Randomly insert 'my understanding is' into every article and the Chronicle job will be yours within the year.

The other problem with Terry's defence is something about 'clearing my name.' That could take a while.

He must be a canny age like. Well, his hair isn't, but the rest of him is.

Shop attendants in general can be canny annoying. I got petrol this morning and the bloke serving looked at me, turned to his colleague to bitch about another colleague, then eventually served me. You shouldn't ever have to feel like you inconveniencing the staff when you go into a shop but loads of them make you feel like that. Also in our local shop, they're always standing slagging off the management and other staff quite vocally while they serve which is piss poor like.

Cashpoints. The amount of time some people take at them. I mean, for fucks sake, put in your card..put in your pin..check your balance or take some money out. That's it, there is nothing more complicated about them than that. The amount of times I've been behind someone inspecting their balance either on a print out or on screen for 5 minutes is ridiculous. I'm a patient man as well. Secondly, as this falls into cashpoints as well, queues. They too are easy. Stand a reasonable distance behind the person in front of you. Not by the side of them, not right up their arse. Personal space and all that. This is the one thing that really pisses me off like, especially when you get to a counter and the person behind you is so impatient that they stand next to you and dump their stuff next to yours. Seriously, personal space and all that you rude fuckers.

I went to university with a Norwegian lad who as soon as he graduated was off to do his National Service. He was a canny fat non-sporty computer geek so I expect it probably went quite well.

Just a note on Wigan, they have the same points as Blackburn but they look a far better side than that. They're a strange side, look to play some decent stuff which is commendable but I think they may have to bring in the big hoooof if they want to stay up. Hey, isn't it great being able to patronise other teams from the lofty position of 4th? Marvellous.

That happened to us on a night out a loooong time ago. Bloke pushing and slapping his lass about so we stepped in. We had him under control (I don't think he liked the odds and he was wankered) but started getting smacked off the lass who told us 'leave him alaaane..he's done nowt wrong.' That's gratitude for you.

I was pleased with the appointment but despised the fucker by the time he went. Even with people like Souness I kind of understood what we were trying to do/how we were trying to play. With Big Sam though, not a fucking clue. The big problem was, the players looked confused by the whole thing as well. He fucked up here and lost the plot for what ever reason. The big problem we have is that since they kissed and made up the BBC have been touting him as one of the greatest British managers ever, even rewriting history to the point that you'd have thought he had us in a CL place scoring 6 or 7 every game when he was 'disgracefully' sacked. I've nowt against West Ham, but I hope they crash and burn under this twat.