Showing posts with label Geordies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Geordies. Show all posts
Tuesday, 26 May 2009
Cheer up Alan Shearer
Brilliant! Never has Schadenfreude tasted so sweet. Here's hoping they go bust.
Wednesday, 20 May 2009
I'd love it if they go down, love it
I wanted to write a post about the Geordies, and why it would be fantastic to see them get relegated on Sunday. However, my hatred for them is such that everything I composed seemed to contain a plethora of swear words - and my dad reads this. Instead, I'm posting a link to this article from The Times which appeared earlier in the season. The first three paragraphs sum it up rather nicely - except their attendances in the early 1990s were nearer 10,000. Plus they win f*ck all (sorry dad)
http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/sport/football/premier_league/newcastle/article4761813.ece
http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/sport/football/premier_league/newcastle/article4761813.ece
Wednesday, 30 April 2008
Bring on the Scousers?
For only the second time in my life, I think I might actually want those Lucky Scousers to win a game tonight (the previous occasion was a league fixture against the Geordies - the one team I dislike more – when there was an outside chance that they might actually win something for once in their miserable existence). The chance to see Man United beat (hopefully thump) them in the final, thereby shutting their fans up for ever, is just too good an opportunity to miss. Of course the nightmare scenario, where the Scousers have yet another of their lucky European nights, is simply too awful to contemplate. But this is perhaps a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to sort out the ultimate bragging rights, finally and for ever. So, as much as it pains me to admit it, I think I’ll be hoping that Chelsea slip up tonight. Well, perhaps...
Labels:
Champions League,
Football,
Geordies,
Manchester United,
Scousers
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