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There are 7,000,000,000 people on this planet and 6,999,999,999 think that Joe Kinnear is a dinosaur who has no place in top flight football. What are the chances that the one person who thinks otherwise just happens to own a premier league club?

 

If we divide 7 billion by twenty does that give us the actual figure? 350,000,000? That's got to be like winning the lottery two weeks in a row. Which just about sums up our fortunes as a club. We can go decades without winning a trophy, when even Boro get one and Wigan win the FA cup, just turning up you should win something eventually except we never do. Yet we can pull of the greatest feat of improbability in sports history by hiring this trainwreck of a man.

 

Best post in this thread, lol :D

 

Gonna use this, if you don't mind.

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Of all the things I'm p*ssed off at Joe Kinnear for, failing to beat Dortmund to Aubemeyang's signature isn't one of them. :lol:

It was never going to happen, my post was in jest as he has talked himself up quite a bit.

 

What I will blame him for is if this guy really was our 'Top' target.  It's the same every year we supposedly (as from what I've read there was never any bid made) go for players who are out of our reach. 

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Wonder what excuses are going to be peddled come Friday when nobody is signed and Joe is off on his jollies?

 

Probably nowt, hopefully he's going on holiday somewhere where his phone is out of signal to given interviews though.

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Is he really going on holiday?

He's off to Cairo to sort a bit of a ding dong that is going on over there at the moment

Apparently he's kept in touch with the former Islamist leader Mohamed Morsi since they played 5 a side together

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not sure if this has already been posted

 

http://worldsoccertalk.com/2013/07/05/a-letter-to-joe-kinnear-from-a-newcastle-united-supporter/

 

Hey Joe. Let’s begin.

 

You didn’t sign Tim Krul. You were not at Newcastle for two years. You did not do a good job at Newcastle (4 wins out of 25). We were not definitely going to avoid relegation if you stayed healthy (3 points from the drop zone). Yohan Kebab. Ben Afri. Anamobi. Those are not their names. On the day you cursed 54 times in 2 minutes at all those journalists, we had not just beaten Spurs 2-1. No Joe, You are not head and shoulders above all other Director’s of Football. You did not win manager of the year three times. No Joe, you don’t have Arsene Wenger on speed dial. Yes Joe, you were in fact sacked. Managing Luton does not register as an achievement. You did not play for Spurs 400 times. Spurs were not then nor are now “the best team in the world.” Alan Pardew may have been happy to have “a real football man” on board, but that man is certainly not you.

 

Hey Joe, you’re here because you’re the owner’s mate. That’s it. The only reason. You’re his mate. He hates us, we hate you. That’s how the puzzle fits together. There are no credentials. There is no CV. There is is, in fact, “a record that speaks for itself” though not in the way you imagine. So buckle up Joe. Get ready to have St James Park chanting against you every second week for the whole of the forthcoming season. A sensible man with a heart condition might decide that’s not the best place to be. Alas, Joe Kinnear is only one of those things.

 

So, on to the job title. Director of Football. Surely the vaguest and least understood of positions, at least in English football, where the manager is king. What on earth can Kinnear bring to the position? Lets bury my rage a moment and try to look at this objectively.

 

Alan Pardew made a lot of poor decisions last season. The Europa League excuse, which journalists so readily swallowed every week, wore out quickly with the people who actually watched the games and saw Pardew wasn’t using the same players. Newcastle got knocked out of both domestic cups instantaneously. The players didn’t actually play that many games at all as it happens. There were bad injuries and a baffling failure to strengthen in the summer bar Vurnon Anita from Ajax, who Pardew barely even used (despite the chronic fatigue the first team was apparently constantly suffering from). But the buck for a terrible season rests with the manager and most fans wanted something done.

 

In of itself, a director of football may not have been such a bad idea. Perhaps a Gerard Houllier, who could act as a go between to the French contingent of Ben Arfa, Cabaye et al and the manager. A continental director of football may have eased the doubts about the style of play held by some of the senior players and almost all the fans. Such a figure could have helped devise a plan to get the best from what is clearly a technically gifted if small group of players. Communication could have been improved. Cabaye was suffering from depression. Coloccini had personal problems. A good director of football could have provided an ear and took the pressure off the manager.

 

Communication. Subtlety. Working with technical players. Not Kinnear hallmarks you’d have to say. Instead of taking the pressure off Pardew, his appointment does the exact opposite. You’ll get short odds on Pardew being the first manager sacked next season. Kinnear once said he’d only take a Director of Football job as a way to get back into management.

 

As Jimi Hendrix once sang, Hey Joe. Where you going with that gun of yours?

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