LV Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 1 hour ago, Facundo Ferreyra said: I was at the lowest point I'd been at for a long time on this day last year, had a meeting at work pretty much to discuss how shit I was at the job, had a bit of a breakdown and took a half day to go home and be miserable on my own. Then the fucking takeover happens and I'm absolutely buzzing, forgetting all about my issues at work. What a day, total mixture of emotions. I left that job earlier this year and am now in a job I'm really fucking good at Well done mate. Sometimes we are just in the wrong job and need a complete change Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hovagod Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 The day of that Wolves game I, somewhat inexplicably, was in a jazz bar in Moscow with a pretty girl I had met the week before. In hindsight, it should have occurred to me that when she readily agreed to come to a bar that showed the Premier League that she was interested, but I was stressed because my bank card was acting up and so I had to politely ask her to pay for each drink, promising to pay her back next time. I don’t know if it was a language thing, but each time this news was met with a sort of breezy compliance, as though it were the first time she was finding it out, but it was fine because my harried foppishness on the subject reminded her of Hugh Grant films from the nineties. Looking back, it seems odd that I was still interested in watching our game. Maybe we all now feel like we were a bit more removed than we truthfully were, or perhaps it is just more of what I have always thought of as football’s primary service: To give shape to one’s weekend, which is especially crucial when you’re in a different county. Either way, I didn’t actually watch it. There was a power cut in the pub, so we went next door to a rock bar. Rock bars in Moscow in 2021 were basically rock bars in Newcastle in 2004, and we listened to a lot of listless mid-noughties indie. Later I was verbally pushed around by a group of burly Russian men demanding a go at my vape in front of her. The next day- and I never did see her again- she texted that we should have went to my place to watch the football. And the thing is, if it had been post-takeover, I would absolutely have suggested that. I would have suggested it even if I had been sure she would say no, and in my assertiveness would have no doubt established myself as an even greater sexual prospect in her eyes. That I did not do that is all Steve Bruce’s fault. Thanks Steve. Then the Wednesday and the Thursday and where were you. Like others, I experienced that ‘Was it a dream’ feeling waking up on the Friday morning, after about an hour and forty five minutes of sleep. I remember somebody on here making the point that in reality it is probably the best news a football fan can experience- it was the promise of an immense journey, I am not sure it will be beaten by a trophy, to be honest, because that will already be in the past the morning after. This was all future, and still is really. Still wish I’d shagged her, like. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kid Icarus Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 Best bit about that post was skipping to the end and only reading the last sentence with no context. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hovagod Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 Just now, Kid Icarus said: Best bit about that post was skipping to the end and only reading the last sentence with no context. Haha, we got taken over, no shag. The end. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
80 Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 What a post. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
LV Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 12 minutes ago, Hovagod said: The day of that Wolves game I, somewhat inexplicably, was in a jazz bar in Moscow with a pretty girl I had met the week before. In hindsight, it should have occurred to me that when she readily agreed to come to a bar that showed the Premier League that she was interested, but I was stressed because my bank card was acting up and so I had to politely ask her to pay for each drink, promising to pay her back next time. I don’t know if it was a language thing, but each time this news was met with a sort of breezy compliance, as though it were the first time she was finding it out, but it was fine because my harried foppishness on the subject reminded her of Hugh Grant films from the nineties. Looking back, it seems odd that I was still interested in watching our game. Maybe we all now feel like we were a bit more removed than we truthfully were, or perhaps it is just more of what I have always thought of as football’s primary service: To give shape to one’s weekend, which is especially crucial when you’re in a different county. Either way, I didn’t actually watch it. There was a power cut in the pub, so we went next door to a rock bar. Rock bars in Moscow in 2021 were basically rock bars in Newcastle in 2004, and we listened to a lot of listless mid-noughties indie. Later I was verbally pushed around by a group of burly Russian men demanding a go at my vape in front of her. The next day- and I never did see her again- she texted that we should have went to my place to watch the football. And the thing is, if it had been post-takeover, I would absolutely have suggested that. I would have suggested it even if I had been sure she would say no, and in my assertiveness would have no doubt established myself as an even greater sexual prospect in her eyes. That I did not do that is all Steve Bruce’s fault. Thanks Steve. Then the Wednesday and the Thursday and where were you. Like others, I experienced that ‘Was it a dream’ feeling waking up on the Friday morning, after about an hour and forty five minutes of sleep. I remember somebody on here making the point that in reality it is probably the best news a football fan can experience- it was the promise of an immense journey, I am not sure it will be beaten by a trophy, to be honest, because that will already be in the past the morning after. This was all future, and still is really. Still wish I’d shagged her, like. Wow, there’s a lot to unpack here. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Prophet Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 16 minutes ago, Hovagod said: The day of that Wolves game I, somewhat inexplicably, was in a jazz bar in Moscow with a pretty girl I had met the week before. In hindsight, it should have occurred to me that when she readily agreed to come to a bar that showed the Premier League that she was interested, but I was stressed because my bank card was acting up and so I had to politely ask her to pay for each drink, promising to pay her back next time. I don’t know if it was a language thing, but each time this news was met with a sort of breezy compliance, as though it were the first time she was finding it out, but it was fine because my harried foppishness on the subject reminded her of Hugh Grant films from the nineties. Looking back, it seems odd that I was still interested in watching our game. Maybe we all now feel like we were a bit more removed than we truthfully were, or perhaps it is just more of what I have always thought of as football’s primary service: To give shape to one’s weekend, which is especially crucial when you’re in a different county. Either way, I didn’t actually watch it. There was a power cut in the pub, so we went next door to a rock bar. Rock bars in Moscow in 2021 were basically rock bars in Newcastle in 2004, and we listened to a lot of listless mid-noughties indie. Later I was verbally pushed around by a group of burly Russian men demanding a go at my vape in front of her. The next day- and I never did see her again- she texted that we should have went to my place to watch the football. And the thing is, if it had been post-takeover, I would absolutely have suggested that. I would have suggested it even if I had been sure she would say no, and in my assertiveness would have no doubt established myself as an even greater sexual prospect in her eyes. That I did not do that is all Steve Bruce’s fault. Thanks Steve. Then the Wednesday and the Thursday and where were you. Like others, I experienced that ‘Was it a dream’ feeling waking up on the Friday morning, after about an hour and forty five minutes of sleep. I remember somebody on here making the point that in reality it is probably the best news a football fan can experience- it was the promise of an immense journey, I am not sure it will be beaten by a trophy, to be honest, because that will already be in the past the morning after. This was all future, and still is really. Still wish I’d shagged her, like. POTY. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scoot Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 22 minutes ago, Hovagod said: The day of that Wolves game I, somewhat inexplicably, was in a jazz bar in Moscow with a pretty girl I had met the week before. In hindsight, it should have occurred to me that when she readily agreed to come to a bar that showed the Premier League that she was interested, but I was stressed because my bank card was acting up and so I had to politely ask her to pay for each drink, promising to pay her back next time. I don’t know if it was a language thing, but each time this news was met with a sort of breezy compliance, as though it were the first time she was finding it out, but it was fine because my harried foppishness on the subject reminded her of Hugh Grant films from the nineties. Looking back, it seems odd that I was still interested in watching our game. Maybe we all now feel like we were a bit more removed than we truthfully were, or perhaps it is just more of what I have always thought of as football’s primary service: To give shape to one’s weekend, which is especially crucial when you’re in a different county. Either way, I didn’t actually watch it. There was a power cut in the pub, so we went next door to a rock bar. Rock bars in Moscow in 2021 were basically rock bars in Newcastle in 2004, and we listened to a lot of listless mid-noughties indie. Later I was verbally pushed around by a group of burly Russian men demanding a go at my vape in front of her. The next day- and I never did see her again- she texted that we should have went to my place to watch the football. And the thing is, if it had been post-takeover, I would absolutely have suggested that. I would have suggested it even if I had been sure she would say no, and in my assertiveness would have no doubt established myself as an even greater sexual prospect in her eyes. That I did not do that is all Steve Bruce’s fault. Thanks Steve. Then the Wednesday and the Thursday and where were you. Like others, I experienced that ‘Was it a dream’ feeling waking up on the Friday morning, after about an hour and forty five minutes of sleep. I remember somebody on here making the point that in reality it is probably the best news a football fan can experience- it was the promise of an immense journey, I am not sure it will be beaten by a trophy, to be honest, because that will already be in the past the morning after. This was all future, and still is really. Still wish I’d shagged her, like. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Conjo Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 Quote That I did not do that is all Steve Bruce’s fault. Thanks Steve. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheGuv Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 What a post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kanji Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 Outstanding post, man. what the hell. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yorkie Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 @Hovagod great stuff. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decky Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 1 hour ago, Hovagod said: Later I was verbally pushed around by a group of burly Russian men demanding a go at my vape in front of her. My favourite bit. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
FLUMPO235 Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 1 hour ago, Hovagod said: The day of that Wolves game I, somewhat inexplicably, was in a jazz bar in Moscow with a pretty girl I had met the week before. In hindsight, it should have occurred to me that when she readily agreed to come to a bar that showed the Premier League that she was interested, but I was stressed because my bank card was acting up and so I had to politely ask her to pay for each drink, promising to pay her back next time. I don’t know if it was a language thing, but each time this news was met with a sort of breezy compliance, as though it were the first time she was finding it out, but it was fine because my harried foppishness on the subject reminded her of Hugh Grant films from the nineties. Looking back, it seems odd that I was still interested in watching our game. Maybe we all now feel like we were a bit more removed than we truthfully were, or perhaps it is just more of what I have always thought of as football’s primary service: To give shape to one’s weekend, which is especially crucial when you’re in a different county. Either way, I didn’t actually watch it. There was a power cut in the pub, so we went next door to a rock bar. Rock bars in Moscow in 2021 were basically rock bars in Newcastle in 2004, and we listened to a lot of listless mid-noughties indie. Later I was verbally pushed around by a group of burly Russian men demanding a go at my vape in front of her. The next day- and I never did see her again- she texted that we should have went to my place to watch the football. And the thing is, if it had been post-takeover, I would absolutely have suggested that. I would have suggested it even if I had been sure she would say no, and in my assertiveness would have no doubt established myself as an even greater sexual prospect in her eyes. That I did not do that is all Steve Bruce’s fault. Thanks Steve. Then the Wednesday and the Thursday and where were you. Like others, I experienced that ‘Was it a dream’ feeling waking up on the Friday morning, after about an hour and forty five minutes of sleep. I remember somebody on here making the point that in reality it is probably the best news a football fan can experience- it was the promise of an immense journey, I am not sure it will be beaten by a trophy, to be honest, because that will already be in the past the morning after. This was all future, and still is really. Still wish I’d shagged her, like. If it makes you feel any better, those Russian men are probably dead now. You should try to find her on telegram, she’s probably gagging for an official Big Mac and cock now. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Shelveys Hair Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 1 hour ago, Hovagod said: The day of that Wolves game I, somewhat inexplicably, was in a jazz bar in Moscow with a pretty girl I had met the week before. In hindsight, it should have occurred to me that when she readily agreed to come to a bar that showed the Premier League that she was interested, but I was stressed because my bank card was acting up and so I had to politely ask her to pay for each drink, promising to pay her back next time. I don’t know if it was a language thing, but each time this news was met with a sort of breezy compliance, as though it were the first time she was finding it out, but it was fine because my harried foppishness on the subject reminded her of Hugh Grant films from the nineties. Looking back, it seems odd that I was still interested in watching our game. Maybe we all now feel like we were a bit more removed than we truthfully were, or perhaps it is just more of what I have always thought of as football’s primary service: To give shape to one’s weekend, which is especially crucial when you’re in a different county. Either way, I didn’t actually watch it. There was a power cut in the pub, so we went next door to a rock bar. Rock bars in Moscow in 2021 were basically rock bars in Newcastle in 2004, and we listened to a lot of listless mid-noughties indie. Later I was verbally pushed around by a group of burly Russian men demanding a go at my vape in front of her. The next day- and I never did see her again- she texted that we should have went to my place to watch the football. And the thing is, if it had been post-takeover, I would absolutely have suggested that. I would have suggested it even if I had been sure she would say no, and in my assertiveness would have no doubt established myself as an even greater sexual prospect in her eyes. That I did not do that is all Steve Bruce’s fault. Thanks Steve. Then the Wednesday and the Thursday and where were you. Like others, I experienced that ‘Was it a dream’ feeling waking up on the Friday morning, after about an hour and forty five minutes of sleep. I remember somebody on here making the point that in reality it is probably the best news a football fan can experience- it was the promise of an immense journey, I am not sure it will be beaten by a trophy, to be honest, because that will already be in the past the morning after. This was all future, and still is really. Still wish I’d shagged her, like. So are you saying you're a virgin? Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yorkie Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 On 07/10/2021 at 19:14, Yorkie said: She's a hero, like. I'd be lying if I said I knew the first thing about her credentials as an owner of a football club, but she hasn't left us alone for four years, in spite of everything. Knock-backs, being publicly embarrassed by Ashley, having her competence questioned by all and sundry, all the fucking wank with the Premier League - and now she's fucking sat there with 'Newcastle Director' under her name,four years later. Fair fucking play, imagine someone having that amount of commitment to us. Legend already. I said this about Staveley on the day of the takeover and my opinion hasn't changed a jot so far. Her devotion to us over the last five years is frankly unrivalled by anyone, certainly in 'off the pitch' terms. I know it's still very early in this journey, hopefully, but the signs remain as positive as they did on day 1. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jack27 Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 Bloody hell, Jamie on it too Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
FLUMPO235 Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 3 hours ago, Sima said: Worra helmet. Easy there fella, he used to know the krays. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Optimistic Nut Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 I know he's a Tory donor but can't help liking Reuben. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Awaymag Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 (edited) 3 hours ago, Hovagod said: The day of that Wolves game I, somewhat inexplicably, was in a jazz bar in Moscow with a pretty girl I had met the week before. In hindsight, it should have occurred to me that when she readily agreed to come to a bar that showed the Premier League that she was interested, but I was stressed because my bank card was acting up and so I had to politely ask her to pay for each drink, promising to pay her back next time. I don’t know if it was a language thing, but each time this news was met with a sort of breezy compliance, as though it were the first time she was finding it out, but it was fine because my harried foppishness on the subject reminded her of Hugh Grant films from the nineties. Looking back, it seems odd that I was still interested in watching our game. Maybe we all now feel like we were a bit more removed than we truthfully were, or perhaps it is just more of what I have always thought of as football’s primary service: To give shape to one’s weekend, which is especially crucial when you’re in a different county. Either way, I didn’t actually watch it. There was a power cut in the pub, so we went next door to a rock bar. Rock bars in Moscow in 2021 were basically rock bars in Newcastle in 2004, and we listened to a lot of listless mid-noughties indie. Later I was verbally pushed around by a group of burly Russian men demanding a go at my vape in front of her. The next day- and I never did see her again- she texted that we should have went to my place to watch the football. And the thing is, if it had been post-takeover, I would absolutely have suggested that. I would have suggested it even if I had been sure she would say no, and in my assertiveness would have no doubt established myself as an even greater sexual prospect in her eyes. That I did not do that is all Steve Bruce’s fault. Thanks Steve. Then the Wednesday and the Thursday and where were you. Like others, I experienced that ‘Was it a dream’ feeling waking up on the Friday morning, after about an hour and forty five minutes of sleep. I remember somebody on here making the point that in reality it is probably the best news a football fan can experience- it was the promise of an immense journey, I am not sure it will be beaten by a trophy, to be honest, because that will already be in the past the morning after. This was all future, and still is really. Still wish I’d shagged her, like. Edited October 7, 2022 by Awaymag Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Yorkie Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 7 minutes ago, 54 said: Hell of a vid. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest reefatoon Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 That’s class. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ikon Posted October 7, 2022 Share Posted October 7, 2022 Class! Good times lads! Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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