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  1. 3 minutes ago, acrossthepond said:

     

    This is how you know we've won a trophy. Even Luke Edwards is getting praise today. Any moment now someone's going to come along and announce that Louise Taylor's a fine writer and Ian Woan was all right after all. 

    Howay- it’s only the League Cup. 

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  2. I’ve just had a glorious mackem encounter :lol:

     

    Not happy with me hauling 40 tonnes of paper from Kent, my lovely employers sent me to Seaham Docks when I got back, with a load of waste plastic. 
     

    Pulled in and the yard gaffer was broad mackem…

    “ Here we fucken go!”

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     Parked on my bay, asked if he watched the match? 
     

    “ Whaaat?? Nay way marra, ah dinnit watch yay lot!”

    Perfect, this cunt has fell in to my trap!

    I dropped the old chestnut 

    “ Oh, shame that like, outside of derbies I like to see all the north east teams do well…”

    I knew he’d pick up the scent of praise for his mob, and would be mine :lol:

    “ Reaylly? Yi watch The Lads?”

     

    ” Oh aye, I watched youse in the Pizza Hut final…”

    ” Papa John’s marra”

    ” Aye, that,, my takeaway from that was that your delivery in to the box was great!”

     

    I said this looking for any hint that he’d picked up the sarcasm… nowt. 
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    “ Reaylly, eee, that’s true like, we daiy “

     

     

    ” Oh aye, you had hot wings there”

     

     

     

    Nowt.  :lol:
     

     

    I pulled out of the yard like 

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  3. I’ve thought about nothing else on the drive home. 
     

    That was the best game I’ve ever watched, for so many reasons. 
     

    The performance was just legendary - intense, aggressive and intelligent, every man on that team knew exactly what their job was when in or out of possession, and every one of them executed it perfectly. 
    First half in particular it was extraordinary to watch, our pressing was so aggressive that the Dippers didn’t know what had hit them. 
    What was excellent to watch was in the few times they had possession and attempted to advance, our men snapped in to their defensive positions in a matter of seconds. 
     

    I had a good feeling before the game, and by midway through the first half I was daring to think “we might actually do this”, and when Burn buried that header I went fucking mental. :lol:
    My emotions have never been so raw before and during a game as they were yesterday, and it all came out in a guttural mix of joy, relief and bit of grief. 
     

    Second half, I felt that when Slot just started throwing forwards on, it was an acknowledgement that we had them beat. 
     

    Howe was ice fucking cold, his tactics were clinical, and then training he’d put the lads through was evident. 
     

    At the final whistle, I totally lost it- laughing, crying, roaring, smacking the roof and sides of my cab, I went nuts :lol:

     

    I read the BBC write-up, and the comments, and there was a good few neutrals being very magnanimous and complimentary, and the usual pricks saying 

    “ It’s just the League Cup!”

     

    They totally missed the point- it wasn’t “just the League Cup”, it was years of disappointment, learning to temper expectations, seeing our club rise and fall and rise again and fall again, hearing the fucking lines “ it’s been “x” years since Newcastle won a trophy” trotted out by lazy commentators, envy watching tinpot fucking non-entities of clubs winning trophies, becoming almost used to being plucky losers. 
     

    That final whistle pissed all that away in a split second- replaced by validation, relief, release, sheer, utter, joy! 
     

    We aren’t the plucky losers anymore, that’s history, we’ve won, and won in a manner that will stay with me until the day I die. 
     

    Every single member of that team, the coaches, medical staff, catering, all of them, have earned the right to call themselves local heroes, because they fucking are. 
     

    Howe has pissed on the timeline again, I can not wait to see what the summer brings, and the seasons to follow. 
     

     

     

    (I’m parked up at Ferrybridge just now, when I got out to go for a brew, as soon as I opened my door I heard what I thought was a load of our support, still shouting and bawling, and thought “ Get in, lads!”

     

    As I walked up the trucks park though, I realised it wasn’t. 
     

    Two trucks, parked right in the middle of a row of  wagons, with trailers full of cockerels crowing their fucking lungs out:lol:

     

    There was a Czech lad sat in his cab right next to them, clearly sleep-deprived, in his shorts, looking like an utterly defeated man, thousand yard stare, the lot :lol:

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