Geordie Arabia

[Mook]

I love the use of the map, superb stuff from the topless, sportswashing cunts.

[Lee909]

Michael Oliver self confessed Newcastle fan. Been ref of 5 of our games this season we have won 1 and lost 3

[Harry Squatter]

 

These are going to be unbearable twats very soon.

[House of Dirk]

On 28/04/2023 at 21:46, No2 said:

They are good, they're solid in all the right places and have just enough flair to get them by. If anything they have proved you don't need to be taken over by a state to achieve success, while they have spent 300m, its less than Everton or Villa have spent. Very little wasted so far, Guimeres is a brilliant player, I do think it all falls apart if he goes. 

 

They will press the accelerator and probably replace the likes of Schar, Longstaff and Wilock, that will be the start of the their downfall.

 

Also factor in that they had years of underfunding under Ashley. £300m gets you from relegation into champions league when invested properly. Still cheating mind.

[Fugitive]

Alan Shearer has just wrote this…

 

 

https://theathletic.com/4537136/2023/05/22/eddie-howe-alan-shearer-letter/

 

If this triggers you then please with the greatest of respect just piss off. Money send Everton into relgation and Chesea into a tailspin, Man U flailed despite spending huge money and Liverpool burned out.

 

Dear Eddie… Thank you, for all of it

Alan Shearer

 

Dear Eddie,

Thank you.

Thank you for the top four, for the Champions League, for this season of discovery and self-discovery, for the wonder of winning and its piercing noise. Thank you for the primal rage of St James’ Park.

 

Thank you for giving us the month of May and a flutter of tension, a feeling which is familiar and a reason that is not, to be the hunters not the hunted.

 

Thank you for this heartbeat.

 

Thank you for this version of Newcastle United, one which plays angry and plays loud, which runs and keeps running until lungs explode and legs collapse and then runs on empty until there is nowhere left to run. Thank you for this regal fury.

Thank you for allowing us to reclaim our streets; people smiling, restaurants buzzing, bars buzzing, an entire city a beehive of buzzing, connected to the club again, one and indivisible, alive and awash with happiness.

 

After all those sour years of being patronised or ignored, of people failing to appreciate why things were so shit, of being told we expected too much or demanded too much or felt too much, thank you for reminding us not to give a fuck.

 

Thank you for tapping into a part of our personality, as a club and a place, we had half-forgotten. You are not Kevin Keegan or Sir Bobby Robson, you are solid and less flamboyant, but when I interviewed you in September and you said “I’m not here to just exist”,  it struck me like a fist. So much of our identity as a region is about isolation, being cast aside or left to rot and we either accept it or we fight. Thank you for the fight.

 

Thank you for coming here and getting us. Thank you for bothering. In spite of some witless commentary over the decades, Newcastle has never been wedded to kamikaze football or Hollywood signings or distrustful of outsiders. The most fundamental aspects of Newcastle have always been our openness, our industry. Embrace us like we embrace life, like we embrace you, and we never let go.

You are a man of Bournemouth. You are a man of Newcastle. Thank you, for being one of us.

 

Thank you for letting me walk into work with a swagger, free of dread. Thank you for letting me take the piss rather than having the piss ripped from me. Thank you for making the professional part of my life a pleasure, knowing I’ll have goals to drool over, blocks to boast about, pressing to admire.

 

Thank you for letting us release our anxiety, for making other teams shrivel from us. Thank you for letting us travel the country, not with hope but with belief, the certain knowledge that our players will give everything, chase everything, scrap for everything.

 

Thank you for making us clever as well as good, street-smart warriors who can manage a game and see it out. Sam Allardyce was spot on when he called out all that bullshit and said everybody does it, all the big teams, as if Pep Guardiola’s magnificent Manchester City don’t know how to clip an opponent’s heels when it suits them.

 

Having said that, thank you for the shithousing because it’s fucking brilliant and it’s fucking hilarious.

 

Thank you for forging this fine team. As I write to you, I can picture the response from elsewhere — “calm down, you’ve not won anything” — but those people don’t appreciate how little we’ve had to cheer and how novel it feels to see your lads put a shift in, enhancing each other. They are a team in the purest sense, greater than the sum of their parts, all in it together.

Some will go, others will replace them, but thank you for building the class of 2022-23 and the memories they will leave, a special, grounded group who, for one more match, are bonded together, welded together, who have lifted Newcastle towards the elite.

 

The easy thing, the lazy thing, is to say you’ve splurged a fortune, but not compared to plenty of others and what you’ve actually done is take a club at its lowest ebb, bottom of the Premier League, and offered balance to years of under-spending or misspending. Thank you for buying well and sensibly, for making your foundation a core of character.

Thank you for not going down that well-trodden route of instant gratification. Thank you for giving us Bruno Guimaraes, Sven Botman and Alexander Isak, quality players we were intrigued by but who were hardly household names. Thank you for those gorgeous shimmies and soft, weighted touches and a promise of the Newcastle to come…

 

Thank you for bringing Dan Burn home to us, for letting him be us and represent us, game in, week out, for the drive and delight of realising his boyhood dream, from watching the Champions League as a kid to taking us there.

 

Thank you for your skill at resurrection, for yanking back players we had half-pushed out the door. Thank you for Joelinton, a joke centre-forward but the most serious, substantive midfielder you could imagine, a beast, a presence, as hard as they come, launching into everything.

Thank you for the conversation I had the other day when I turned to a mate and said: “You know, we’re just not the same team without Sean Longstaff,” and then catching myself as I said it, an unimaginable sentence a couple of years ago and a forgotten footballer, now integral to everything good about Newcastle. Thank you for Fabian Schar, for Jacob Murphy, for Miguel Almiron and colossal improvement.

 

Thank you for Kieran Trippier, the first piece of your jigsaw and still the most vital, for his brilliant delivery and his brilliant leadership. He was the big one, an England international, a winner of La Liga, who saw what might lie beyond the muddy wasteland of a relegation battle. He was the message, the signature signing, the statement and he has been a proper, proper, fucking captain all season.

Thank you for this miserly defence and this expansive forward line, for Nick Pope’s saves and Callum Wilson’s goals. Thank you for — and to — all of them.

Thank you for our lost weekend in London, for that drunken karaoke in Trafalgar Square. If the Carabao Cup final didn’t go the way we wanted, the way we planned — catching us just as we dipped — then thank you for encouraging us to dream again, to yearn again, to have that bittersweet pain of a near miss.

 

Thank you for letting us have our history. Thank you for inviting me to the training ground in the days before Wembley, when I spoke to your squad and told them they’d already made us proud. Thank you for doing the same with other old players, for making us feel part of one unbroken chain — a chain that had snapped under the previous ownership — the same stretch of grass, the same stadium, the same club, the same urge to be there and share in it.

 

All of us, United.

 

Thank you for this beginning.

 

“(I’ve) got that fear of tomorrow,” you said in our interview, but If I can ask one thing of you, Eddie, just one more thing, it’s this: let tomorrow go to hell, just this once. Look up and look around, see what you’ve unleashed and drink it in.

 

Thank you for making home feel like home again.

 

Best wishes,

Alan.

[Anubis]

Quote

 

Thank you for making home feel like home again.

 

And if we have to silently ignore journalists being murdered, mass homophobia, and some schoolgirls being pushed back into a burning building to achieve all of this, so be it.

 

Best wishes,

Alan.

 

 

Heartwarming.

[Pete]

7 hours ago, Fugitive said:

Alan Shearer has just wrote this…

 

 

https://theathletic.com/4537136/2023/05/22/eddie-howe-alan-shearer-letter/

 

If this triggers you then please with the greatest of respect just piss off. Money send Everton into relgation and Chesea into a tailspin, Man U flailed despite spending huge money and Liverpool burned out.

 

Dear Eddie… Thank you, for all of it

Alan Shearer

 

Dear Eddie,

Thank you.

Thank you for the top four, for the Champions League, for this season of discovery and self-discovery, for the wonder of winning and its piercing noise. Thank you for the primal rage of St James’ Park.

 

Thank you for giving us the month of May and a flutter of tension, a feeling which is familiar and a reason that is not, to be the hunters not the hunted.

 

Thank you for this heartbeat.

 

Thank you for this version of Newcastle United, one which plays angry and plays loud, which runs and keeps running until lungs explode and legs collapse and then runs on empty until there is nowhere left to run. Thank you for this regal fury.

Thank you for allowing us to reclaim our streets; people smiling, restaurants buzzing, bars buzzing, an entire city a beehive of buzzing, connected to the club again, one and indivisible, alive and awash with happiness.

 

After all those sour years of being patronised or ignored, of people failing to appreciate why things were so shit, of being told we expected too much or demanded too much or felt too much, thank you for reminding us not to give a fuck.

 

Thank you for tapping into a part of our personality, as a club and a place, we had half-forgotten. You are not Kevin Keegan or Sir Bobby Robson, you are solid and less flamboyant, but when I interviewed you in September and you said “I’m not here to just exist”,  it struck me like a fist. So much of our identity as a region is about isolation, being cast aside or left to rot and we either accept it or we fight. Thank you for the fight.

 

Thank you for coming here and getting us. Thank you for bothering. In spite of some witless commentary over the decades, Newcastle has never been wedded to kamikaze football or Hollywood signings or distrustful of outsiders. The most fundamental aspects of Newcastle have always been our openness, our industry. Embrace us like we embrace life, like we embrace you, and we never let go.

You are a man of Bournemouth. You are a man of Newcastle. Thank you, for being one of us.

 

Thank you for letting me walk into work with a swagger, free of dread. Thank you for letting me take the piss rather than having the piss ripped from me. Thank you for making the professional part of my life a pleasure, knowing I’ll have goals to drool over, blocks to boast about, pressing to admire.

 

Thank you for letting us release our anxiety, for making other teams shrivel from us. Thank you for letting us travel the country, not with hope but with belief, the certain knowledge that our players will give everything, chase everything, scrap for everything.

 

Thank you for making us clever as well as good, street-smart warriors who can manage a game and see it out. Sam Allardyce was spot on when he called out all that bullshit and said everybody does it, all the big teams, as if Pep Guardiola’s magnificent Manchester City don’t know how to clip an opponent’s heels when it suits them.

 

Having said that, thank you for the shithousing because it’s fucking brilliant and it’s fucking hilarious.

 

Thank you for forging this fine team. As I write to you, I can picture the response from elsewhere — “calm down, you’ve not won anything” — but those people don’t appreciate how little we’ve had to cheer and how novel it feels to see your lads put a shift in, enhancing each other. They are a team in the purest sense, greater than the sum of their parts, all in it together.

Some will go, others will replace them, but thank you for building the class of 2022-23 and the memories they will leave, a special, grounded group who, for one more match, are bonded together, welded together, who have lifted Newcastle towards the elite.

 

The easy thing, the lazy thing, is to say you’ve splurged a fortune, but not compared to plenty of others and what you’ve actually done is take a club at its lowest ebb, bottom of the Premier League, and offered balance to years of under-spending or misspending. Thank you for buying well and sensibly, for making your foundation a core of character.

Thank you for not going down that well-trodden route of instant gratification. Thank you for giving us Bruno Guimaraes, Sven Botman and Alexander Isak, quality players we were intrigued by but who were hardly household names. Thank you for those gorgeous shimmies and soft, weighted touches and a promise of the Newcastle to come…

 

Thank you for bringing Dan Burn home to us, for letting him be us and represent us, game in, week out, for the drive and delight of realising his boyhood dream, from watching the Champions League as a kid to taking us there.

 

Thank you for your skill at resurrection, for yanking back players we had half-pushed out the door. Thank you for Joelinton, a joke centre-forward but the most serious, substantive midfielder you could imagine, a beast, a presence, as hard as they come, launching into everything.

Thank you for the conversation I had the other day when I turned to a mate and said: “You know, we’re just not the same team without Sean Longstaff,” and then catching myself as I said it, an unimaginable sentence a couple of years ago and a forgotten footballer, now integral to everything good about Newcastle. Thank you for Fabian Schar, for Jacob Murphy, for Miguel Almiron and colossal improvement.

 

Thank you for Kieran Trippier, the first piece of your jigsaw and still the most vital, for his brilliant delivery and his brilliant leadership. He was the big one, an England international, a winner of La Liga, who saw what might lie beyond the muddy wasteland of a relegation battle. He was the message, the signature signing, the statement and he has been a proper, proper, fucking captain all season.

Thank you for this miserly defence and this expansive forward line, for Nick Pope’s saves and Callum Wilson’s goals. Thank you for — and to — all of them.

Thank you for our lost weekend in London, for that drunken karaoke in Trafalgar Square. If the Carabao Cup final didn’t go the way we wanted, the way we planned — catching us just as we dipped — then thank you for encouraging us to dream again, to yearn again, to have that bittersweet pain of a near miss.

 

Thank you for letting us have our history. Thank you for inviting me to the training ground in the days before Wembley, when I spoke to your squad and told them they’d already made us proud. Thank you for doing the same with other old players, for making us feel part of one unbroken chain — a chain that had snapped under the previous ownership — the same stretch of grass, the same stadium, the same club, the same urge to be there and share in it.

 

All of us, United.

 

Thank you for this beginning.

 

“(I’ve) got that fear of tomorrow,” you said in our interview, but If I can ask one thing of you, Eddie, just one more thing, it’s this: let tomorrow go to hell, just this once. Look up and look around, see what you’ve unleashed and drink it in.

 

Thank you for making home feel like home again.

 

Best wishes,

Alan.

But don't mess up because our beloved owners may chop you up into tiny pieces and move your body in bin bags.

What a fucking cunt Shearer is proving to be.  Oh and his spelling and grammar is shit too.  

[KMD7]

I know he wrote that but can't believe it at the same time. What an idiot.

[the chimp]

On 20/05/2023 at 06:21, Harry Squatter said:

 

These are going to be unbearable twats very soon.

They always have been. 

[House of Dirk]

25 minutes ago, KMD7 said:

I know he wrote that but can't believe it at the same time. What an idiot.

Much preferred him when he was Mr Chicken and Beans

[Dave D]

On 19/05/2023 at 22:11, House of Dirk said:

 

Also factor in that they had years of underfunding under Ashley. £300m gets you from relegation into champions league when invested properly. Still cheating mind.

 

You do also need the large slice of fortune that 3 of your big rivals will shit the bed spectacularly in ourselves, Chelsea and Spurs.

 

We could rue the day we held the door open for that lot to dine at the top table   

[johnsusername]

A proper pisser that pretty much as soon as they get bought they then make champions league. And we helped them do it by thinking it was a good idea to walk into a season with keita, Oxlade, and the rest of the midfield shit show. 

[JohnnyH]

Newcastle made the Champions League because us and Chelsea and Tottenham were garbage for a healthy part of the season.  They've spent a decent amount of money, but it seems to have been spent legally, so yeah, the actual sports-washing project is a disgrace, but the players and manager have done a good job.  But if we'd been remotely competent over the first half of the season then we'd be comfortably top 4.  It's our fault, no one elses.

[Moo]

6 minutes ago, JohnnyH said:

Newcastle made the Champions League because us and Chelsea and Tottenham were garbage for a healthy part of the season.  They've spent a decent amount of money, but it seems to have been spent legally, so yeah, the actual sports-washing project is a disgrace, but the players and manager have done a good job.  But if we'd been remotely competent over the first half of the season then we'd be comfortably top 4.  It's our fault, no one elses.

 

They're probably going to finish on 73 points, with us beating them twice.  It's our fault we're not in the top four but with that number of points it's very likely Newcastle would have always finished 3rd or 4th.  I don't like it but they have done very well and "deserve" top 4.  

I didn't expect us to be great this year but I did expect us to finish top 4 but I wasn't accounting for Newcastle being this good (but shithouses) this soon.

 

[John102]

Whether it was this season, next season or the season after, it was always happening. You cant get taken over by Saudi Arabia, with all its wealth and not do well. It may take longer than it did for City but i cant see anything other than them dominating. When that happens and how long it takes doesnt really bother me.

 

Whatever the game tries to combat this is unlikely to make any difference. Offshore accounts and secret payments will continue and the Saudi, UAE or whatever sports washing regime money will continue to flow to the best players. 

 

A state owner or negotiating our own broadcasting rights is the only hope we have of consistently remaining competitive.

 

 

[JohnnyH]

23 minutes ago, Moo said:

 

They're probably going to finish on 73 points, with us beating them twice.  It's our fault we're not in the top four but with that number of points it's very likely Newcastle would have always finished 3rd or 4th.  I don't like it but they have done very well and "deserve" top 4.  

I didn't expect us to be great this year but I did expect us to finish top 4 but I wasn't accounting for Newcastle being this good (but shithouses) this soon.

 

 

Yeah, I don't like what they are becoming, but that doesn't mean I can't also look at what they've achieved this season and accept it's a job well done.  I think over time it'll drive up what's needed to finish top 4 and had we been even 80% of our usual selves we'd have seen 73 points not make top 4.

 

I also think one of the things that will come out of this Premier League investigation of Man City and the new independent group, regardless of the City outcome, is what City have done with hidden money and fake sponsorships will be stopped and Newcastle won't ever be able to get to the level City have got to.  They'll challenge for top 4, but not by signing multiple world stars on £500k a week with only £200k going through the books.

 

I think next season the top 4 will be the two Manchester clubs, us and Chelsea again if they get Pochateno.

[Bobby Hundreds]

Wow he makes me puke the sportswashing cum guzzling twat.

[JohnnyH]

I think cum guzzling would make me puke to if I'm honest.

[Bjornebye]

They've made some very good signings.  Pope and Tripper have been outstanding but it's the likes of Joelinton, Wilson and Almiron upping their game that's made the difference. 

 

Cunts. 

[Pete]

Be interesting to see how they (and Arsenal) cope with CL football next year.  

[Bobby Hundreds]

They also play the shittiest embodiment of football you can possibly imagine and he shouldn't be thanking Howe he should be thanking the man who has people dismembered for voicing opinions he doesn't like.

[Arniepie]

11 minutes ago, Bjornebye said:

They've made some very good signings.  Pope and Tripper have been outstanding but it's the likes of Joelinton, Wilson and Almiron upping their game that's made the difference. 

 

Cunts. 

he has done a decent job there howe tbf.

they also seem to be adopting a different approach to city,who,straight away,tried to buy superstars.

[Redder Lurtz]

I'll say it now - if us and Chelsea sort our shit out, the beheaders won't see top 4 this time next year. 

[Strontium]

Their team isn't that great and they haven't spent that much all things considered, Howe has done a really good job, the shit.

[TheHowieLama]

5 hours ago, Pete said:

  Oh and his spelling and grammar is shit too.  

Erm...