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Sir Bobby Robson (1933–2009)


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Doesn't seem five years since I sat in the Gallowgate to see Sir Bobby at his charity game. Although we didn't know it,  it was his farewell.  RIP Sir Bobby.

 

A group of us had a chat after the game in the pub and pretty much agreed we'd not see him again. I thought this was the majority view that this was his swansong?

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Utter legend.

 

p*ssed off that Lee Ryder has referred to him as "the Geordie godfather" - completely wrong choice of words.

 

I noticed that too....was Sir Bobby head of the mafia or something? I still can't believe that Lee Ryder and Neil Cameron are journalists, their grasp of the English language is absolutely appalling...I can see that as someone who speaks it as a second language.

 

RIP, he was someone who made me fall in love with NUFC. Like others have said, we really are a far cry from his gentlemanly and competitive conduct these days.  :sad:

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This image is similar to one of my favourite pictures that is hanging up in one of the suites at St James'  Class pic.

 

https://flic.kr/p/owXo2a

 

Kieron Dyer has had a shitter.. always wondered where Big Al and Bellamy where when that pic was taken

 

Were they not both injured?  I think we went into the game with Shola up top and he scored a cracker.

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This image is similar to one of my favourite pictures that is hanging up in one of the suites at St James'  Class pic.

 

https://flic.kr/p/owXo2a

 

Kieron Dyer has had a shitter.. always wondered where Big Al and Bellamy where when that pic was taken

 

They were suspended after the Inter match.

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http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sport/article-2711345/Be-50-five-years-Sir-Bobby-Robsons-passing-grandfather-game-never-old.html

 

 

‘What is a club in any case?

 

‘Not the buildings or the directors or the people who are paid to represent it.

 

‘It’s not the television contracts, get-out clauses, marketing departments or executive boxes.

 

‘It’s the noise, the passion, the feeling of belonging, the pride in your city.

 

‘It’s a small boy clambering up stadium steps for the very first time, gripping his father’s hand, gawping at that hallowed stretch of turf beneath him and, without being able to do a thing about it, falling in love.’

 

 

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Some of the worst few months in the club's history when he passed and we were set to the start the Championship during a miserable preseason. Thankfully we got out of that quickly, but it was really tough.

 

Wish I could've experienced more of him, but love going through reading old stories. What a guy.  :smitten:

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Some of the worst few months in the club's history when he passed and we were set to the start the Championship during a miserable preseason. Thankfully we got out of that quickly, but it was really tough.

 

Wish I could've experienced more of him, but love going through reading old stories. What a guy.  :smitten:

I remember travelling up to Newcastle on the Saturday and that was the day of the Orient debacle. The Sunday was the charity game and remember being shocked at how far down the C road Sir Bobby was at. It was also in the midst of Ashley's disgraceful treatment of Shearer and he was playing so it seemed to be a 90 minute Shearer chant going on. I also remember the ref blowing for time prematurely thus stopping Jimmy Nail from fulfilling his life dream of playing on the hallowed turf.

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my best times watching football.

 

The feeling now is hollow compared to them days. I remember i would wake up on Sundays excited (obviously not a Saturday, we were either on Sky or had played in the Champs League the days before) and not be able to think of anything else.

 

The clock moved so slow each weekend until 'toon time' as i knew it. If i wasn't travelling up, scrimping and scraping for a ticket and nicking a lift off anybody i could, i would be at home, room pitch black, food ordered to cheer on the boys.

 

Turning up to the ground in them days there was a pride and a weird energy in the city. You would go in the club shop and see people at the desks actively stuck about who to get on the back of the shirt. Everybody had a favourite, but there was also that other name that you would want. You would go to the bookie and not feel strange predicting a toon win, against anybody. There was no animosity towards anybody, it was 52,000, geordie, cockney, manc, irish, scottish, american, it really didn't matter, screaming voices backing a passionate, attacking, organised team spearheaded by a legend who was not only a winner, but a fan. He typified the atmosphere and more importantly, US. the owner left a lot to be desired, and i believe hampered this club, but robson acted with dignity and made us proud.

 

We felt all of what was going on, he gave it to us, and he actively encouraged us to feel that pride that he clearly emanated every day of his st james' stay. Now we have a smug, talentless man, who has disgraced this club by acting like a thug on the sidelines, who despite being undermined, stays because this is the best job he will ever get.

 

Robson encompassed everything that this club was, wanted to be, and to the fans, would give anything for it to be.

 

Pardew encompasses everything that is wrong with this club, and will remain wrong. The spirit shown by the great man, is non existent and not only shames the club, but shames the great legacy that robson should have had the time to complete.

 

R.I.P, but to me, you live on through the memories, the passion, that special feeling you gave us all and the great work your charity continue to do. true legend and hero to me, and i imagine, many others.

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