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No it's not like that, it's more like 'A few good men'. We were the trailblazers, the main men who you shy boys pretended to be on holiday. The trouble is........

Nice bit of respect, there Gemm. We gave our hearts and soul so you could get a bit of recognition on your hols as a Geordie.

Is it just me or do a few of you watch an enormous amount of TV? (Especially US stuff?)

One of my favourite away rounds was the Baseball ground. Shocking how really distinct grounds like that, Ayresome, Burndon Park and Roker have been turned into bland flatpack souless non-entities of stadiums. Remember Sutton their keeper turning around to our support that day, shrugging his shoulders in apology and saying we were number one by raising his finger, (not the middle one )

CT putting lemonade in his wine. Reminds of that good looking ISIS terrorist, Asif. Playing to the gallery like a minstrel.

You had the Wolsy in Walkergate, The Colliery and the Ukulele/Railie, (Railway).

Only had it the once, made me feel a tired and lazy. Whizz was my thing. Other stuff wasn't for Walker lads as it was rare and too expensive. (I'm just glad I wasn't ten years older and into glue bags!).

They and Preston NE pissed that league that year and were breaking records and after getting Northampton we got their title rivals in the next round.

No idea how many games. My first was Shrewsbury at home in 1983, (just about our only home defeat that year). Like Gemmill my Dad wasn't too bothered about football despite being a Geordie and being at the games as a bairn in the fifties glory years. He had itchy feet and joined the army after the navy told him 'thanks but no thanks' Anyway, I badgered him for what seemed like years to take me but was only probably a year or two. My first away was in 1988 away to Everton and the 4-0 Cottee game. I took my Irish Liverpool supporting cousin who couldn't believe our support that day. Being a rather militant cunt I missed a bit of the KK PL years as well the Dogleash and Souness days by having an argument with the ticket people and didn't go back with shit shift patterns/ST culture playing its part. Hard to pick a favourite game but Portsmouth at home, (Kelly), Derby away, (coddington) stand out and the derby you put up was class as well. I love how O'Brien's chip was more a sway down the Roker end than just jumping, just a shame Stevie Watson didn't put the header away near the end. My heart genuinely goes out to those who never saw some of the games when our support was at it's best and when the terraces were a brilliant place to be for a teenager/young drinker.

Obviously nailed on defeat, now like.

I like Swansea, basically think they put us to shame as a club especially the size of them. I like the way they play and they could cause us bother......but.......I've a sneaky feeling we'll do these. 2-1 to us.

First bar I got served in was after getting back from Stoke, boxing day, 1989. It was The Hobby near the Bone Yard in Walker, it's knocked down now, it was the first and last time we went in. My usual haunts were Walkergate and I still remember My pals father giving me stick when he found out I was 18 after serving me regularly for over about 18 months. Used to be some heed the baals got in who were older but it was an eye opener seeing them and you were a bit wary back then being a bairn yourself really. Always recall walking in and hearing 'dancing naked in the rain' on the juke box while the radgies were dancing on the pool table. No idea what my first Toon bar was but bars that stick out were the Eldon, (shit), The Pineapple, (shit), Tux2, (good memories but shit) and Madisons nightclub. Used to sometimes pop up Shields Road for a couple of hours on a friday or down to Wallsend which was fucking stowed off back then. Went down the coast on the odd bank holiday and it was like being in 'The Warriors' getting back to Walkergate.

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TREE! YOU'VE GOT TILL FRIDAY TO FIND THE PIGEON! THE MAYORS CHEWING MY ASS! FRIDAY..........OR I'M PUTTING TOONPACK ON THE CASE!!!

Cuddles the monkey grabbed CT, dragged him into it's pen, rived the arse off him and absolutely ruined his poor old rusty Sheriff's badge. Their lass visited him in hospital and asked him if he still hurt? He said, 'Hurt? course I'm hurting! He's never rang, he's never wrote, etc, etc......' (I'll get me coat, pass on my good wishes and the punchline to Fish).

They brought a few up in the FA cup in 87. Think Graham Carr managed them then and they were flying at the top of the fourth division. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AASjajw9rYQ

Shearer, Speed and Sir Les. None of those three were particularly tall. heading is a skill as is the timing of the jump.

I'd be fucking worried if I was you. "Careful lads, the sick bastards already killed one budgie and three goldfish!"

Aye, I know the feeling, I almost shagged every lingerie model in the Littlewoods catalogue when I was a teenager.

And we'd sell Ethel the cleaner if Liverpool or whoever put a bid in, never mind Janmaat.

We were supposed to be buying two to three windows ahead or rather short listing. According to the club cack, sorry, craic.

Janmaat's replacement in case of a sale. Nobody is going to buy our left backs so no rush to get one.

Needs to go in the 'family day out ideas for OOT's' thread.

Wasn't it CT who once said 'rediculous' a few months ago? (Not saying essembee is a CT account but, well, he likes his hobbies and has plenty of time on his hands).