41 The unavenged felony right at the end of Sir Bobby Robson's managerial career came four games into a new Premier League season, and drew this observation from Elsie, his wife: "You've given them your life. If that's how they treat you, you're better off out of it." The brutes were Newcastle's directors; the executioner, Freddy Shepherd, who took a dim view of Robson's teams finishing fourth, third and fifth in a division that has expelled Mike Ashley's club with rectal force. Robson had escorted Newcastle from a life among the bottom-feeders to the Champions League. Dismissal arrived as a kind of bereavement, an attack on his life's work.
It's a bit like Covid Ron. Get rid of this and it just morphs and comes back as something worse somewhere else. Keeps em off the streets though.
Jesus he's talking to himself now... He's crumbling that's for sure. I just hope he's aware I'll be here after the match because it's just a bit of footy banter. Let's keep it that way.
They never do. They will all congregate on a safe site somewhere and cry reservoirs of salty tears while telling each other we are all murderers, rapists, and racists.
Amusing safc fans say obsessed yet there always more nufc threads on mackem boards than the other way around. Enjoy your 30k avg attendances bitch
You won’t understand, but ‘oh the irony’ (look up what it means before replying to save yourself further embarrassment)
