A Drink Called Alan Shearer (OT I Think.....)

I was out last night entertaining a rather beautiful young woman upon which we entered a bar (in York) called the Evil Eye. In this bar, was a drink called Alan Shearer! It was as sublime as his football. It did however prompt me to divulge about my love for the great man to said woman and she was not impressed. She now thinks I am a little gay over my infatuation in Cabaye and my hero worshipping of Shearer......

Anyhoo, if you ever end up in York, go to this bar and order the drink! It is amazing. I assume there is a bar that sells an Alan Shearer drink up in the toon too?

 

Might have to travel down there to taste it lol. Oh, and at least she knows who Alan Shearer is - mine doesn't lol. She is a Geordie aswell haha

 

Dump her

 

Haha, she blonde though - so I got to remember that lol

 

Errrrr I would question my relationship with someone who did not know who God was! Having tits should not exempt someone from knowing of the great one!

 

Haha, been with her for 3 years now so can't dump her I'm afraid lol. She does know who Cheik Tiote is - does that make up for it? haha

 

You are in luck. Knowing Cheick is a good sign! Hold onto her lol!

 

Haha, I took her to her first ever match when we played Arsenal last year. Best decision I ever made

 

Alan Shearer was blonde. Dump her.

 

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Marry her and don't take her to another game til Mackems at home in March

 

Look at his cheeky smile! Warms the cockles of my heart!

 

Haha, she is adamant that she is never going to a match ever again lol. If I couldn't interest her with that game I never will haha

 

I dunno if I would wanna go to a match with a girlfriend! I am a different beast when I sit in the Gallowgate!

 

Me too tbh - just at the time Saturday was the only day we could spend together so I had no choice haha

 

Bloody hell, she must hate it if she didn't enjoy that match! How many NUFC fans who didn't go to the match would have killed to be in her seat for that match?!

Not sure I would like to go to a match with a lass either, would probably appear totally uncouth and twattish, which I'm not like outside the football world haha

 

Haha, when we went 4-0 down she was like I told you we should have gone shopping. I was like **** off! we're going to win. I also called Van Persie a Dutch **** when he scored without thinking that her mother is Dutch, so wasn't in the good books haha

 

When I was in Paris, a mate and I spent an evening in a bar perfecting a shot to be called the 'Kick in the head'. It was truly amazing and we had several other people and the owner sampling each version and offereing advice.

I have no idea what went in it by the time we managed to perfect it; nor did anyine else the next day but all agreed it was a great concoction.