Mick

I wouldn't bother, he's taking the piss.

I can't post the pm, nobody has any pm's going further back than the software update on here, unless it's in the deleted thread forum, I'll be more than happy for a mod to post it or call me a liar if they have the pm's but not the one I'm talking about.

Liar, nothing earth shattering about that though, it's a well known FACT. Anyway, this becomes even more boring by the minute so I'll give it a miss for a while. :sleepy1:

http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid627896404/bclid662859669/bctid663821100 Edit, I should add that it's a link to a Roeder interview.

Yes it is a g.

Had a night out with Andrew Flintoff.

Sorry Dave, I should never have doubted you, it just seemed like one of those daft quotes we sometimes make up but don't really expect.

ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ whatever. I'll define liar for you, NE5 is not Leazes Mag even though he told me in a pm that he was, NE5 is not Beermonster. Shit I am lying

You're taking the piss.

Provide a link to where I have ever said that anybody would be better than the current board, a link is one of those things I've provided for your other personalities. why don't you answer the question then ? Take your time, a few more months waiting won't hurt mackems.gif I wouldn't dream of stealing your thunder, you answer it, it was directed at you.

I've answered, again you resort to lying, just answer the question you're doing your best to avoid.

What about his earlier question, afraid to give an answer are you?

Provide a link to where I have ever said that anybody would be better than the current board, a link is one of those things I've provided for your other personalities.

How many times have Bolton, Everton and the great Spuds qualified for europe in the last decade, despite their "plans" ? Not much, so quite a few I would imagine. And as I said, only Villa come close to our average position too. I was after a position, ideally. Bump unanswered, avoided question.

Did you not say that Shepherd should go if he got the next appointment wrong, just before appointing Roeder?

And I'm sure I pointed to you the league position when Ellis took over, did I not? Where were they in the league when, no don't bother.

Good point, I don't think that's ever been discussed before, well done for bringing it to everybody’s attention. Hold on, no I’m wrong, I think it probably has been discussed before. It’s probably been mentioned that shitty Villa while under the control of shitty Doug Ellis actually finished above us more than we finished above them, do you agree?

Fickle, define the word.

I thought you said Bobby was losing his marbles when he wrote his book? Bobby knows more about who is the cause of our problems yet he's wrong about getting undermined by the chairman because he's losing his marbles at an earlier date.

To sum up, shit team selection once again has cost us. Most could see that the team we put out today wasn't going to work, most except for the person who matters, he's fucking clueless. What was wrong with putting pace through the middle and actually starting with two proper wingers to give Charlton something to think about? For all of the possession we had we were piss poor going forwards, we were 1 dimensional donkeys. Clueless. Heartless. Spineless. Hopeless. Shambles. Shameful. Shocking. Wankers, the lot of them, from top to bottom. That’s possibly an over reaction but they are pissing me off big time.

If I have a go at anybody you'll not need to read between the lines, I'll highlight it.

That's one down, shit, I'll have to go for pointing it out, two down now.

I was just highlighting the difference between Farrington who has laid the blame on all involved while Oliver never has a bad word for the person who sat next to him during talk-ins.

At least he's put some of the blame away from the players, unlike the prick who reports for the Chronicle.

http://icnewcastle.icnetwork.co.uk/newcastleunited/sundaysun/tm_headline=dutch-disaster-has-united-on-road-to-nowhere%26method=full%26objectid=18772250%26siteid=50081-name_page.html There's so much which could be said about the pathetically premature, farcically feeble demise of yet another season for Newcastle United. It could be said that, even with so many Magpie misadventures to live down to, Glenn Roeder's "men" plumbed new depths in Alkmaar. Could be said that Titus Bramble's enduring presence in the Newcastle side is the perfect gauge of the club's decline. Could be said that Steven Taylor is suffering so badly alongside him as to risk ruination. Could be said that the inadequate Paul Huntington is both the ultimate victim and indictment of botched (or lack of) business in the transfer market. Could be said that Damien Duff's best days are not so much behind him as in the last century. Could be said that Emre is a man you'd want anywhere but next to you in the trenches. Could be said, indeed, that you'd want none of Thursday's team with you in the trenches, for fear they shoot both of you in the foot. Could be said that, having put a gun to his head by picking the wrong team in the first place, for a manager to chase the game with three identikit central midfielders while pacy wingers warm the bench represented suicide. But more than anything, it could be said that Newcastle, in stumbling out of Europe like stag weekenders onto an EasyJet flight, look like a side going nowhere. And considering, as Roeder says, all that really matters now is what happens next, that doesn't bode well. In fact, it spells disaster. United may have no silverware to chase these next two months, but they are fighting for the future of the club as we know it. Trouble is, it's doubtful the players realise that. Even less likely that they care. That club is built on a fanbase inflated twofold by the promise of success these last 15 years. Now, more than at any time in that decade and a half, that promise appears empty. And that promises empty seats next season. Many thousands of them. Similar warnings have been issued in the past, of course. But there was a sense of finality about the midweek Dutch disaster; a feeling that here was incontrovertible proof of Newcastle's new place in the world: nowhere of note. And if that doesn't worry Roeder - and worry his bosses even more - then a nasty surprise is on its way. For the tactical aberrations in Alkmaar ate up the last of the manager's credit. And his board are already deep in their fans' debt. Up to their necks, in fact.