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Mick

 

I dont know why you bother even answering NE5. You should know already he is the village idiot of this forum.

 

 

 

macca. Have you responded yet, after many years, to what I asked you about your "failure manager"

 

just to remind you , here it is . Go on then, prove to us you know what you are talking about.

 

http://www.newcastle-online.com/nufcforum/index.php?topic=48747.msg1481218#msg1481218

 

 

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"It reminded me of a pre-season match at Doncaster. I was sitting at the back of the stand and Dennis, who had watched the first half much nearer the front, accidentally tried to take my seat when I had popped away for a half-time cup of tea. His reasons later became clear to me: he wanted to slip out unnoticed 10 minutes into the second half. At such a crucial time for watching and learning, as pre-season is, I was surprised - I would have thought he would have wanted to watch the game to the end, and talk with Kevin about where the team needed strengthening."

 

SBR.

 

 

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For once, I find myself nodding at bits of an Andy Dunn article:

 

MIKE ASHLEY CAN'T BUY DECENCY

Billionaire Newcastle owner doesn't know what class is

07/09/2008

 

THE whole club was abuzz over the ’big-spending soccer guy’.

A fan cradling a celebratory drink on the streets of Newcastle after hearing of Mike Ashley’s takeover on June 15, 2007?

 

No.

 

A champagne-drenched hanger-on in New York’s Pink Elephant nightspot, September 4, 2008 . . . a day when, 3,000 miles away, Newcastle fans were crying into their bitter over the imminent departure of Kevin Keegan.

 

You can buy football clubs, you can’t buy class.

 

You can buy enough Cristal to fill an Olympic swimming pool, you can’t buy decency.

 

You can buy mates with hundred dollar bills, you can’t buy friends.

 

You can’t buy respect.

 

And if that is what Ashley craved when he bought Newcastle United on some sort of roulette-wheel whim, then, for once in his life, he won’t get what he wants.

 

Everything is never black and white at St James’ Park but, whatever the rights and wrongs behind the latest farce on Tyneside, one thing is clear.

 

Any traces of respect for Ashley have disappeared quicker than the pint he necked at the Emirates (pictured right).

 

If a bloke has enough pocket money to put £125,000 behind a bar, then fine. If that’s the only way a boorish buffoon can ingratiate himself to flunkies and floozies in a flash bar, then it’s his business.

 

But while Ashley was draining the Pink Elephant’s vintage champagne stock, the stock of the football club he owns had never been lower.

 

And the pictures of him sweating amidst Manhattan’s shallow set showed he just does not care.

 

If he did, he would have been in Newcastle — not New York.

 

I’m not going to mount the sort of emotional defence of Keegan that swamped airwaves and print last week.

 

An honest, immensely likeable guy but a serial quitter.

 

He says he loves the supporters like family but, in a way, they are the ones he has let down. Their leader has laid down his sword and shield before the fight has really started.

 

If Keegan believes he was being shabbily treated, he could — with the unconditional backing of the entire Geordie Nation — have taken on the enemies within.

 

But his only weapon in battle is a letter of resignation.

 

Yet he still deserved much, much more than this.

 

And for all their delusions of grandeur, so did Newcastle fans. 

 

In many ways, theirs is a club like no other.

 

A club that dominates the city’s psyche in the same way it dominates the city’s skyline. And all Ashley needed to do was show a semblance of concern when another implosion rumbled close.

 

If he could not talk Keegan round, then at least he tried.

 

If he could not justify the transfer policies, then at least he attempted to explain them.

 

If he could not persuade Keegan to work alongside Dennis Wise, then he would be left with a tough decision to make.

 

But, instead, the fat controller went on the lash.

 

And probably thinks he has done nothing wrong.

 

After all, it’s just binge Britain billionaire-style.

 

But what he has actually done is show disdain for the common people he patronises every week with his replica-shirt wearing, boozy presence.

 

Ashley had a chance last week to prove that the club and its supporters had won a special place in his world.

 

That he has come to understand that a football club like Newcastle is the heartbeat of a community.

 

That it cannot be a mere trinket for a bored rich man.

 

The club needed leadership and direction from the very top but the man at the very top was p***ing it up in the Pink Elephant.

 

And for that, he might just as well stay in the Big Apple . . . because there is no longer a welcome for him in the Bigg Market.

 

http://www.newsoftheworld.co.uk/sport/andy_dunn/article22157.ece

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For once, I find myself nodding at bits of an Andy Dunn article:

 

MIKE ASHLEY CAN'T BUY DECENCY

Billionaire Newcastle owner doesn't know what class is

07/09/2008

 

THE whole club was abuzz over the ’big-spending soccer guy’.

A fan cradling a celebratory drink on the streets of Newcastle after hearing of Mike Ashley’s takeover on June 15, 2007?

 

No.

 

A champagne-drenched hanger-on in New York’s Pink Elephant nightspot, September 4, 2008 . . . a day when, 3,000 miles away, Newcastle fans were crying into their bitter over the imminent departure of Kevin Keegan.

 

You can buy football clubs, you can’t buy class.

 

You can buy enough Cristal to fill an Olympic swimming pool, you can’t buy decency.

 

You can buy mates with hundred dollar bills, you can’t buy friends.

 

You can’t buy respect.

 

And if that is what Ashley craved when he bought Newcastle United on some sort of roulette-wheel whim, then, for once in his life, he won’t get what he wants.

 

Everything is never black and white at St James’ Park but, whatever the rights and wrongs behind the latest farce on Tyneside, one thing is clear.

 

Any traces of respect for Ashley have disappeared quicker than the pint he necked at the Emirates (pictured right).

 

If a bloke has enough pocket money to put £125,000 behind a bar, then fine. If that’s the only way a boorish buffoon can ingratiate himself to flunkies and floozies in a flash bar, then it’s his business.

 

But while Ashley was draining the Pink Elephant’s vintage champagne stock, the stock of the football club he owns had never been lower.

 

And the pictures of him sweating amidst Manhattan’s shallow set showed he just does not care.

 

If he did, he would have been in Newcastle — not New York.

 

I’m not going to mount the sort of emotional defence of Keegan that swamped airwaves and print last week.

 

An honest, immensely likeable guy but a serial quitter.

 

He says he loves the supporters like family but, in a way, they are the ones he has let down. Their leader has laid down his sword and shield before the fight has really started.

 

If Keegan believes he was being shabbily treated, he could — with the unconditional backing of the entire Geordie Nation — have taken on the enemies within.

 

But his only weapon in battle is a letter of resignation.

 

Yet he still deserved much, much more than this.

 

And for all their delusions of grandeur, so did Newcastle fans. 

 

In many ways, theirs is a club like no other.

 

A club that dominates the city’s psyche in the same way it dominates the city’s skyline. And all Ashley needed to do was show a semblance of concern when another implosion rumbled close.

 

If he could not talk Keegan round, then at least he tried.

 

If he could not justify the transfer policies, then at least he attempted to explain them.

 

If he could not persuade Keegan to work alongside Dennis Wise, then he would be left with a tough decision to make.

 

But, instead, the fat controller went on the lash.

 

And probably thinks he has done nothing wrong.

 

After all, it’s just binge Britain billionaire-style.

 

But what he has actually done is show disdain for the common people he patronises every week with his replica-shirt wearing, boozy presence.

 

Ashley had a chance last week to prove that the club and its supporters had won a special place in his world.

 

That he has come to understand that a football club like Newcastle is the heartbeat of a community.

 

That it cannot be a mere trinket for a bored rich man.

 

The club needed leadership and direction from the very top but the man at the very top was p***ing it up in the Pink Elephant.

 

And for that, he might just as well stay in the Big Apple . . . because there is no longer a welcome for him in the Bigg Market.

 

http://www.newsoftheworld.co.uk/sport/andy_dunn/article22157.ece

 

Pretty good article that.

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