Put to shame by 8 championship clubs on infrastructure although player spends we were quite high spenders as we knew
I find the toilets at St James' to be the most socially awkward experience. Why do people hack and spit in the urinal? Why do people miss and piss on their feet? Why do people stand so close to the urinal that they get a good deal of splashback direct to the face? Why am I having a sneaky look at the dick just beside me? Why is it smiling at me? Is there anything as depressing in life as a half-time piss queue? Will anyone notice my pink lacy thong? Why does it smell like the hotdogs in here? Is it acceptable to have a sit-down wee and join the ****e queue, knowing full well what the savages will have done to the bog before I get there?