Is this the lowest we've felt as NUFC fans?

I could ever switch allegances either...

 

You need to find a club that plays in mustard. You'd be sorted

 

I remember those days well
Standing on the Gallowgate terrace we used to play cards rather than watch the game
we always got the copper standing next to us at the back involved in the card game as he was **** bored as well

 

Seems mental by today's standards, but I used to go to games on my own from about 7 years old. The only rules my dad gave me were that I wasn't allowed to go into either the Gallowgate or Leazes ends. You lot must have been the trouble makers he wanted me to avoid!

I always used to go into the West paddock which was always full of kids. I think it was around the 1980 season that I snuck into the Leazes end cos I wanted to be somewhere where the fans actually did some singing. The game I chose was the West Ham game and that was the one where someone set fire to a rug and threw it into the West Ham fans. I got home all excited and told my dad all about it. I wasn't allowed to go again that whole season

 

that was actually a petrol bomb thrown
I was in that paddock because that's where all the action was
my mate was talking to me one minute and the next he was down on the ground he had been hit by a 4inch padlock on his hip
god knows where the padlock came from but it came from the West Ham End shortly before the petrol bomb was thrown

 

I don't remember anything about much that went on in the build up, just that I was starting to feel a bit out of my depth and that I had found myself in the middle of a lot more than just singing. The bit I remember was that somewhere to the right of me a circle suddenly appeared and there was liquid pouring on the ground. I actually thought someone had started having a piss in the middle of the crowd. Next thing something went over my head and it was on fire. In my head I still see it as something like a rug, but it was a long time ago!

I also remember some guys telling me I had to move and being scared cos they looked proper hard to me. In hindsight they were probably looking out for me and getting me away from trouble.

 

^^^ "Set fire to a rug"

 

Even just that season where Allardyce’s Mackems relegated us, surely that’s worse. I’d rather be relegated by Fulham than I would the cannibals.

Fans will agree that where we are in table is something we’re now used too, we’re in a situation now where we’d be happy with 17th place. Like others have said it’s simply of how the club is ran. It’s like a national lampoon comedy film. There’s never any stability it seems, always something out of the ordinary going on. There’s never any peace at NUFC.

Some may say it’s entertaining how we’re run but it’s not the entertainment we crave for. What I worry about is our club becoming a laughing stock. Everytime we beat a team all you hear is fans saying “we’ve literally been beaten by Steve Bruce’s Newcastle” as though it’s a huge embarrassment. This is Newcastle United, we should be a well respected football club. But yet time and time again that fat bastard Ashley hires managers who are still watching VCR’s and listening to classical’s on their LP’s.

In short - ****e.

 

leave him alone, he's just a bairn

 

Would sound better as "set fire to a rag" followed by "that was thrust into a glass bottle containing petrol"

 

Whatever it was, it was ****ing big!! Leave me alone. I was about ten!!

 

"He's only a poor little Hammer"

 

Looks like the ten year old remembered it better than the big boys!!

 

As I was across the Gallowgate and half-cut, it was a bit of a blur.
All these years I thought it was a petrol bomb, and then some snotty kid, reckons it was someone's rug that had been set alight and thrown. It's like being told that Santa doesn't exist.

 

No Chance should be ashamed of himself. Destroying people’s memories without any consideration. Absolutely disgusting. Thinking of “ignoring” him.

 

There really is a Santa!!!!!!

That was on my Christmas wish list

 

Is it any wonder people think I'm senile, when these sort of mind games are being played.
I'm that confused I dont know if I'm Heed, Vespa, Billy Hunt or ANSock tonight.

 

Was destroying Heed’s World on that list? He’s old and senile. He’s an alcoholic and dribbles half the time and is only compos mentis 2 hours a day. And despite that you tell him it wasn’t a petrol bomb. I just hope you’re happy with yourself.

 

Sorry Heed