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Solanke, John McGinn, Tavernier, Kalvin Phillips, and Eric Dier.

“HOWE ON THE BRINK: Newcastle Boss BACKED… But Told ‘EVOLVE OR YOU’RE OUT’ as Saudi Chiefs Plot Brutal Summer CLEAR-OUT!”

Well, he's not been good either.

Over the last year or so (maybe since the cup final win and all the madness that came with it), something’s properly shifted for me with Newcastle. I feel like I can completely separate the football from my personal and family life now. Still care, still watch, still get into it… but it doesn’t bleed into everything else anymore. If we lose, I’m not walking around raging or miserable all weekend. No more being a grumpy dad or husband because we’ve had a shocker. It’s like I’ve accidentally learned how to compartmentalise it without even trying. Honestly, it’s fucking amazing. Feels weirdly liberating. Anyone else found themselves in the same boat? edit- just read some of the threads. Absolutely fucking not.

Apologises when he ejaculates.

Such an easy person to absolutely hate.

Mad cunts.

It's more Tim Key, to be fair.

Too bad.

Ah man. You're such a cunt.

A forum full of Chemical Ali's?

Only yanking your chain. I don't want to make your list!

You're.

The True Geordie is what happens when confidence outgrows substance and refuses to check back in.

Into these lot. Aggressive from the off, straight at them. Two nil up within the first fifteen minutes and they completely lose it. Floodgates open. Total football. Mackems lose their heads. Red card just before half time. Gordon gets brought down, gets up, looks around and just smirks when he realises Xhaka is off. Crowd knows what is coming. Everyone is waving, LAALALALALALA, HEY GOODBYE. Spring sunshine blazing down, St James’ bouncing, people hugging strangers like old friends. Hopkinson comes out at half time and announces free pints for everyone, forever. The stadium starts expanding in real time, unfurling and opening up, clockwork-like. Unreal scenes.

HOWE OUT.

Has Shelvey got himself fit?

Fucking idiots.

Wages?