Jump to content

sunderland


JH

Recommended Posts

I was talking to a couple of "mackems at work" yesterday, discussing the match (more of a race to the bottom with both sides really deriding their current form) and I mentioned the classinees thing, they had no idea some sunderland fans see themselves that way, they even thought it was funny. leads me to think it's not so much a sunderland thing as an RTG thing.

 

Yeah I think RTG is like an alternate universe. I know plenty of very decent Sunderland fans, and they've never said anything like that. That place is just an echo chamber, they repeat things enough times until they become fact  :lol:

Link to post
Share on other sites

RTG foaming at the mouth in prep for Sunday

 

Re: Songs on sunday for Mr Pardew

 

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

 

Don't sing anything to him, just pelt him with coins and bricks classy eh?

__________________

 

 

 

Read more: http://www.readytogo.net/smb/showthread.php?t=736576#ixzz29YKZkwMU

 

 

They are unbelievable :idiot2:

Link to post
Share on other sites

The Mackems are so classy they have become Cultural ambassadors for The North east protecting the World from the Mag slobs.

 

 

 

 

:lol:

 

Although having once or twice (only) paid a short visit to a NUFC forum to gather a specific piece of information I can sympathise with you, assuming that you have a brain. There really is nothing to make you want to visit it.

 

The leaden thud of mag humour hitting the floor, the puerile comments, the idiotic assertions (see bold above) are sadly a normal part of life in Newcastle.

 

And yes, I do speak from experience, 12 years of it, that included many attempts at physical assault immediately after the mandatory "Oh yer a F***ing Mackem are yer" (swap youze for yer if you like) started 3 hours after I moved into my house there and lasted the entire 12 years.

 

My favourites are the pseudo-Geordies who use (what passes in Newcastle for) proper English when at work and then gan aall Geordie at the weekend. Now they are funny.

 

And as for your comments on racism and homophobia ... Jesus wept ... do you ever go out in yourown city? Or travel to other countries with your fellow citizens? I live in a French holiday area and I cringe evey time I hear the accent because I know what is coming next. And the volume it is coming at. Happily many of my friends and neighbours here make no reference to the fact that I originate from a neighbouring City when loudmouthed gobshites from Newcastle appear. And I can assure you that the conversation stays firmly in French whist their infection continues.

 

Sunderland, the acceptable face of the North East of England.

 

Read more: http://www.readytogo.net/smb/showthread.php?t=736498&page=11#ixzz29YPpy7bC

 

Link to post
Share on other sites

Classy behaviour in that hovel of a town on wearside includes :-

 

Smashing up and openly urinating on local transport services,

Running on to the pitch to attack opposition players,

Smearing excrement around toilets being used by fellow supporters,

Starting internet posts hoping for another team's aeroplane to crash.

 

Yes, truly classy in their bitter jealous world, but just quite sad in the civilised world.

Link to post
Share on other sites

The Mackems are so classy they have become Cultural ambassadors for The North east protecting the World from the Mag slobs.

 

 

 

 

:lol:

 

Although having once or twice (only) paid a short visit to a NUFC forum to gather a specific piece of information I can sympathise with you, assuming that you have a brain. There really is nothing to make you want to visit it.

 

The leaden thud of mag humour hitting the floor, the puerile comments, the idiotic assertions (see bold above) are sadly a normal part of life in Newcastle.

 

And yes, I do speak from experience, 12 years of it, that included many attempts at physical assault immediately after the mandatory "Oh yer a F***ing Mackem are yer" (swap youze for yer if you like) started 3 hours after I moved into my house there and lasted the entire 12 years.

 

My favourites are the pseudo-Geordies who use (what passes in Newcastle for) proper English when at work and then gan aall Geordie at the weekend. Now they are funny.

 

And as for your comments on racism and homophobia ... Jesus wept ... do you ever go out in yourown city? Or travel to other countries with your fellow citizens? I live in a French holiday area and I cringe evey time I hear the accent because I know what is coming next. And the volume it is coming at. Happily many of my friends and neighbours here make no reference to the fact that I originate from a neighbouring City when loudmouthed gobshites from Newcastle appear. And I can assure you that the conversation stays firmly in French whist their infection continues.

 

Sunderland, the acceptable face of the North East of England.

 

Read more: http://www.readytogo.net/smb/showthread.php?t=736498&page=11#ixzz29YPpy7bC

 

 

To get to France I bet he flew from Ponteland airport as well.  :lol:

Link to post
Share on other sites

Guest WashyGeordie

The Mackems are so classy they have become Cultural ambassadors for The North east protecting the World from the Mag slobs.

 

 

 

 

:lol:

 

Although having once or twice (only) paid a short visit to a NUFC forum to gather a specific piece of information I can sympathise with you, assuming that you have a brain. There really is nothing to make you want to visit it.

 

The leaden thud of mag humour hitting the floor, the puerile comments, the idiotic assertions (see bold above) are sadly a normal part of life in Newcastle.

 

And yes, I do speak from experience, 12 years of it, that included many attempts at physical assault immediately after the mandatory "Oh yer a F***ing Mackem are yer" (swap youze for yer if you like) started 3 hours after I moved into my house there and lasted the entire 12 years.

 

My favourites are the pseudo-Geordies who use (what passes in Newcastle for) proper English when at work and then gan aall Geordie at the weekend. Now they are funny.

 

And as for your comments on racism and homophobia ... Jesus wept ... do you ever go out in yourown city? Or travel to other countries with your fellow citizens? I live in a French holiday area and I cringe evey time I hear the accent because I know what is coming next. And the volume it is coming at. Happily many of my friends and neighbours here make no reference to the fact that I originate from a neighbouring City when loudmouthed gobshites from Newcastle appear. And I can assure you that the conversation stays firmly in French whist their infection continues.

 

Sunderland, the acceptable face of the North East of England.

 

Read more: http://www.readytogo.net/smb/showthread.php?t=736498&page=11#ixzz29YPpy7bC

 

 

Of course...

 

405004_414933861868095_493566141_n.jpg

 

:D

Link to post
Share on other sites

why do I click links to that forum.

 

Another cracker this

 

http://www.readytogo.net/smb/showpost.php?p=13635966&postcount=113

 

 

Might be an idea to keep a running total.

 

The example of SAFC not showing class

A child skipping on the pitch to meet Steve Harper

 

Selected examples of NUFC not showing class

Steve Harper luring a child onto the pitch for a fight

Dyer fighting Bowyer

Carroll and Nolan's drug fueled orgy

Carroll's gangster feud

Chairman disparaging women

Chairman downing pints on TV

Chairman exposing himself in public

Club selling tshirt of fan exposing himself

Booing Bobby Robson, who since died

Mocking Bobby Robson's memory via rebadged statue of Ernie Wise

Rioting in Darlington

Alan Pardew (miscellaneous)

Shearer's double assault (on Lennon, then on the fabric of the English game)

Joey Barton (miscellaneous)

Jimmy Nail

Promoting poverty via Wongadome

Harboring "Oh we're geordies" man

Glorifying behaviour of Nile Ranger

Reintroducing the longball curse into the modern game

Crimes against architecture

Promoting diving to impressionable children

Destroying Alan Shearer's proud reputation by winning no trophies then getting relegated

Orchastrating fan defacement of Sports Direct Arena

Mocking the sanctity of funerals

Steven Taylor

__________________

Yes.

Link to post
Share on other sites

The Mackems are so classy they have become Cultural ambassadors for The North east protecting the World from the Mag slobs.

 

 

 

 

:lol:

 

Although having once or twice (only) paid a short visit to a NUFC forum to gather a specific piece of information I can sympathise with you, assuming that you have a brain. There really is nothing to make you want to visit it.

 

The leaden thud of mag humour hitting the floor, the puerile comments, the idiotic assertions (see bold above) are sadly a normal part of life in Newcastle.

 

And yes, I do speak from experience, 12 years of it, that included many attempts at physical assault immediately after the mandatory "Oh yer a F***ing Mackem are yer" (swap youze for yer if you like) started 3 hours after I moved into my house there and lasted the entire 12 years.

 

My favourites are the pseudo-Geordies who use (what passes in Newcastle for) proper English when at work and then gan aall Geordie at the weekend. Now they are funny.

 

And as for your comments on racism and homophobia ... Jesus wept ... do you ever go out in yourown city? Or travel to other countries with your fellow citizens? I live in a French holiday area and I cringe evey time I hear the accent because I know what is coming next. And the volume it is coming at. Happily many of my friends and neighbours here make no reference to the fact that I originate from a neighbouring City when loudmouthed gobshites from Newcastle appear. And I can assure you that the conversation stays firmly in French whist their infection continues.

Sunderland, the acceptable face of the North East of England.

 

Read more: http://www.readytogo.net/smb/showthread.php?t=736498&page=11#ixzz29YPpy7bC

 

oh regarde-moi - je peux parler français - pathétique!

Link to post
Share on other sites

Might be an idea to keep a running total.

 

The example of SAFC not showing class

A child skipping on the pitch to meet Steve Harper

 

Selected examples of NUFC not showing class

Steve Harper luring a child onto the pitch for a fight

Dyer fighting Bowyer

Carroll and Nolan's drug fueled orgy

Carroll's gangster feud

Chairman disparaging women

Chairman downing pints on TV

Chairman exposing himself in public

Club selling tshirt of fan exposing himself

Booing Bobby Robson, who since died

Mocking Bobby Robson's memory via rebadged statue of Ernie Wise

Rioting in Darlington

Alan Pardew (miscellaneous)

Shearer's double assault (on Lennon, then on the fabric of the English game)

Joey Barton (miscellaneous)

Jimmy Nail

Promoting poverty via Wongadome

Harboring "Oh we're geordies" man

Glorifying behaviour of Nile Ranger

Reintroducing the longball curse into the modern game

Crimes against architecture

Promoting diving to impressionable children

Destroying Alan Shearer's proud reputation by winning no trophies then getting relegated

Orchastrating fan defacement of Sports Direct Arena

Mocking the sanctity of funerals

Steven Taylor

__________________

Yes.

Sounds tongue in cheek, unless it is deadly serious in which case :lol:

Link to post
Share on other sites

Does any other club have as many plastic fans ?

They get about 36K for an ordinary game then suddenly they have a 49K sellout for their biggest game of the season. 

That's one third again of their regular support crawls out of the woodwork just to see Newcastle.

I don't think any other top flight club has such fickle support.

Link to post
Share on other sites

Guest icemanblue

Anybody on here member of any other clubs forums? want to ask thier fans opinions on this Sunderland class thing? Is it real?

 

No, it's not real. It's used on RTG, almost exclusively. Never once heard any of my mackem mates mention it.

Link to post
Share on other sites

What if RTG is one big experiment? They're all just following protocol and collating their results as part of some strange study. I only say this because it can't be real. It just can't be.

Link to post
Share on other sites

Here comes their new theory. We don't like them because of the trophies we didn't win in the 1990s.  :mackems:

 

http://www.readytogo.net/smb/showpost.php?p=13638512&postcount=1

 

Sunderland fans hate Newcastle. Newcastle fans hate Sunderland. We get it. But why do so many of them lot seem, well, a bit mental when it comes to Sunderland?

 

The last time I checked, the people of Wearside were not members of the Taliban. They do not steal children from Tyneside and sacrifice them on an altar dedicated to Stan Cummins. Nor did they deflower and drink the blood of Wallsend's last virgin. So why does Mag, "banter" frequently go too far?

 

Let me hazard a guess. Of all the clubs that have genuinely challenged the traditional big four over the last 20 years, all have won something except Newcastle. Leeds won the title, Blackburn won the title, City and Chelsea became "big boys" themselves. Even Tottenham managed to win the league cup twice. Mags won nowt.

 

With King Kev, Bobby, Sexy Ruud et al, the Mag (especially the new Skyboy Mag) had his hopes raised almost as high as his cholesterol level. And time and time again, NUFC resembled a drunk lass on the Quayside; at first striding loudly and confidently along, full of uncouth bravado, then suddenly teetering on those six inch heels and collapsing in a comical, undignified heap. Arse over tit with her knickers on show.

 

For all the great memories the mags have had over the last 20 years, those memories will always be tainted by the fact that nothing ever came to fruition. Being a mag must be like being married to a gorgeous but untrustworthy woman- every time you start to get deliriously happy, you come home to find her being shagged silly by some other bloke whose always been more successful than you. Or Graham Fenton.

 

This tends to make Fattie McMagpie a little on the bitter side. Sorry for flogging the shag-happy lass analogy to death here, but the mag says to himself, "at least I got the chance to shag her, unlike that sad bastard over there". And that's where we come in. Having done better than Sunderland for most of the last two decades is their crumb of comfort, their wooden spoon, their little Intertoto Certificate of "success".

 

Which is why, paradoxically, the Mags need to win derbies more than we do. Sunderland fans are used to being subjected to mediocrity, while for post '92 Newcastle fans, beating Sunderland is an entitlement, almost a birthright. We've all seen the footage from previous derby wins; losing is not just a bitter disappointment to them, it's a totally incomprehensible, "Luke, I'm your father" moment. They can't take it in. Imagine if that Five-One scoreline had been the other way around. Imagine the meltdown on Tyneside. The protests. Would the anger have dissipated following a three-nil away win at Chelsea? I doubt it. Losing Five-One to Sunderland would be too much of a blow to the mag psyche. The poor dears couldn't take it. They'd be calling in the Reverend Wraith.

 

A pathological hatred of all things Sunderland has become a crucial part of the clubs identity. It heals the wounds from all of the broken promises, all the failed messiahs, all those little blows to their self-image as standing shoulder-to-shoulder with English and European greats. Mackem-baiting is how new players ingratiate themselves to their new fans. It's how tubby cockney folk sell themselves to their customers. It's how the Gallowgate learned to follow Alan Of Orange. It's your fall-back position when you're being tonked by your "real rivals" Man United and, "we suppert are lercal team", starts to feel hackneyed and hollow. It's how you deal with life when you think you're Barcelona and you're playing like Barnsley.

 

If we lose on Sunday, like most Sunderland fans I will quickly get over it. Of course I desperately want us to beat Newcastle, but I can honestly say that losing to Everton in the cup last year was far more depressing than any derby defeat, ever. Or maybe that's just me. After all, I'm in the US, nobody cares. I don't have to put up with the educationally-challenged weebles and their feeble-minded piss-takes.

 

I can go to work on Monday knowing that I won't be informed of the score 500 times a minute, be accused of drinking fizzy blue liquids or of consuming deep-fried snacks with curious toppings. Grown men will not cover my PC with messages scrawled on post-it notes that would break workplace codes if they applied to anyone other than a Mackem working on Tyneside. Some of you aren't so lucky. I've been there.

 

If we win though, remember: be gentle with them.

 

They're not all there, you know.

Link to post
Share on other sites

Here comes their new theory. We don't like them because of the trophies we didn't win in the 1990s.  :mackems:

 

http://www.readytogo.net/smb/showpost.php?p=13638512&postcount=1

 

Sunderland fans hate Newcastle. Newcastle fans hate Sunderland. We get it. But why do so many of them lot seem, well, a bit mental when it comes to Sunderland?

 

The last time I checked, the people of Wearside were not members of the Taliban. They do not steal children from Tyneside and sacrifice them on an altar dedicated to Stan Cummins. Nor did they deflower and drink the blood of Wallsend's last virgin. So why does Mag, "banter" frequently go too far?

 

Let me hazard a guess. Of all the clubs that have genuinely challenged the traditional big four over the last 20 years, all have won something except Newcastle. Leeds won the title, Blackburn won the title, City and Chelsea became "big boys" themselves. Even Tottenham managed to win the league cup twice. Mags won nowt.

 

With King Kev, Bobby, Sexy Ruud et al, the Mag (especially the new Skyboy Mag) had his hopes raised almost as high as his cholesterol level. And time and time again, NUFC resembled a drunk lass on the Quayside; at first striding loudly and confidently along, full of uncouth bravado, then suddenly teetering on those six inch heels and collapsing in a comical, undignified heap. Arse over tit with her knickers on show.

 

For all the great memories the mags have had over the last 20 years, those memories will always be tainted by the fact that nothing ever came to fruition. Being a mag must be like being married to a gorgeous but untrustworthy woman- every time you start to get deliriously happy, you come home to find her being shagged silly by some other bloke whose always been more successful than you. Or Graham Fenton.

 

This tends to make Fattie McMagpie a little on the bitter side. Sorry for flogging the shag-happy lass analogy to death here, but the mag says to himself, "at least I got the chance to shag her, unlike that sad bastard over there". And that's where we come in. Having done better than Sunderland for most of the last two decades is their crumb of comfort, their wooden spoon, their little Intertoto Certificate of "success".

 

Which is why, paradoxically, the Mags need to win derbies more than we do. Sunderland fans are used to being subjected to mediocrity, while for post '92 Newcastle fans, beating Sunderland is an entitlement, almost a birthright. We've all seen the footage from previous derby wins; losing is not just a bitter disappointment to them, it's a totally incomprehensible, "Luke, I'm your father" moment. They can't take it in. Imagine if that Five-One scoreline had been the other way around. Imagine the meltdown on Tyneside. The protests. Would the anger have dissipated following a three-nil away win at Chelsea? I doubt it. Losing Five-One to Sunderland would be too much of a blow to the mag psyche. The poor dears couldn't take it. They'd be calling in the Reverend Wraith.

 

A pathological hatred of all things Sunderland has become a crucial part of the clubs identity. It heals the wounds from all of the broken promises, all the failed messiahs, all those little blows to their self-image as standing shoulder-to-shoulder with English and European greats. Mackem-baiting is how new players ingratiate themselves to their new fans. It's how tubby cockney folk sell themselves to their customers. It's how the Gallowgate learned to follow Alan Of Orange. It's your fall-back position when you're being tonked by your "real rivals" Man United and, "we suppert are lercal team", starts to feel hackneyed and hollow. It's how you deal with life when you think you're Barcelona and you're playing like Barnsley.

 

If we lose on Sunday, like most Sunderland fans I will quickly get over it. Of course I desperately want us to beat Newcastle, but I can honestly say that losing to Everton in the cup last year was far more depressing than any derby defeat, ever. Or maybe that's just me. After all, I'm in the US, nobody cares. I don't have to put up with the educationally-challenged weebles and their feeble-minded piss-takes.

 

I can go to work on Monday knowing that I won't be informed of the score 500 times a minute, be accused of drinking fizzy blue liquids or of consuming deep-fried snacks with curious toppings. Grown men will not cover my PC with messages scrawled on post-it notes that would break workplace codes if they applied to anyone other than a Mackem working on Tyneside. Some of you aren't so lucky. I've been there.

 

If we win though, remember: be gentle with them.

 

They're not all there, you know.

 

http://cdn2.holytaco.com/wp-content/uploads/images/2009/12/1274465753023.gif

Link to post
Share on other sites

Guest
This topic is now closed to further replies.
×
×
  • Create New...