At times we looked like we hadn’t played as a team before. Players getting in each others way. No movement. Then the bizarre subs just gave that feeling of inevitability. Like watching a car crash in slow motion. You could see what was coming.
I think Howe’s decision making has me more gutted than the nature of the defeat.
Th fact city were wanking themselves off with their win celebrations shows how far
we’ve come in 2 seasons. Best club in the world shitting themselves against
little Newcastle.