Looks like Newcastle have a shortlist of Laudrup, McClaren, Garde and Vieira. 2 of them 4 to both of us would seem probable imo. I'm desperately hoping for Vieira just for the interest factor, could be a huge flop but I'd take that over the guaranteed solidity but nothing spectacular of a McClaren.I don't know fella. The Press are all over the shop targeting the default names from the bookies list, The Cocu situation proves how easily odds are manipulated and how gullible the press are, didn't take you long to find out it was a hoax, Journos who can't be arsed to do 5 minutes of research to find the truth means the only Journo I'm listening to is Chris Young and he says nothing is imminent, that combined with the press and bookies being nowhere on dick until it a sure thing tells me it could be nobody on the present odds list. I'll give whoever my backing but have no preference. On the face it goes from non inspiring to unattainable with nothing in between. Out of the 'favorites' it would be McClaren but still not overly fussed.
Fence sitting with great interest mate.![]()
ArseholeHaven't you got some hill to sit on in your poncho playing a flute to some orphans or something?
Seriously, I was just speculating mate, the kid could be a great influence in the dressing room for all I know. Obviously a fans favourite round these parts. Seems Di Canio didn't think much of him, but you could probably say that about every player under Di Canio.

The results at the start of last season might say differently, and I've hardly met anyone who agrees with me and they could be quite right, but I STILL think that if SAFC had fully backed Di Canio and given him total control, they'd be far better off than they are now. The way the played and the way he talked he just seemed to have so much absolutely spot on. Sacking him was the easy way out, the cycle of getting "new manager sydrome" for the last 10 games every single year has to stop some time, you would have thought.
You simply cannot question Lee Cattermole without expecting to be shot the **** down. It's a really weird habit of Sunderland fans yet strangely endearing.