thebrokendoll

I tend to go to the more upmarket and trendy bars when I've got me hippie hoodie on.

8pm kick off, no need to leave the cotswolds spa town till 11.30ish, so what I hear you asking is tbd doing up at this ungodly hour? I've only made my debut with the washing machine since plumbing it in a couple of years ago, my highly fashionable purple hippie hoodie top currently on a fast wash (I think) previous 2 outings on the sjp catwalk... arsenal and chelsea. now that's dedication for you, but will it be enough to combat the gloom hoodoo?

got a ticket. wouldn't like to even guess at the amount of refreshes but hey, god loves a trier!

i just find it odd that he has pop robson as his avatar, i mean he undoubtedly had a good career at both sunderland and west ham but he spent 9 years at newcastle chalking up 206 appearances and 82 goals which should automatically qualify him as shite. not to mention that robson being a born and bred mackem and not someone born within vomiting distance of the black garter, yet still donned the black and white for almost a decade must comfortably make him the lowest form of life known to mankind.... a forerunner to the '92ers in fact.

perfectly reasonable.

a football match held in the fair city of newcastle, north east england, uk. game commences at 8pm and despite 8 million refreshes of the resale site and i'm still fucking ticketless. you have your match thread lads, it's now over to you lot to bully gloom in to handing over his ticket to my very noble cause. we can't afford for him to jinx this one.

luckily for keith s30s and his mackem mates they can all fall back on just how shite all our players and manager are.

keep away from the big ladies that walk the rue st.denis...... they'll eat you alive.

hope you had a hassle free night over there mate, gutted for all who made the trip that they didn't get to see the result an outstanding, backs to the wall second half perfomance that would've ended in a much deserved win. fuckimg shambolic penalty decision. hope you kept that day off work for the milan game, about time we had another pint.

imagine delaney man, he'd forget for a minute his mother worked in benidorm bordello.

dortmund will win. so will we in a fucking rocking sjp. can't wait. our champions league march goes on, the wait for a trophy ends lifting the biggest fucker.

it's getting embarrassing how desperate you are to win favour on this board, face it, your little run of easy fixtures ended in abject failure. when it comes to the crunch games it needs the big BOLLOCKS, not someone who was prepared to chuck the towel in before a ball was kicked tonight. you want the man utd match? no.... I thought not.

fucking scandalous. absolute fucking disgrace.

bit like that in the first half against chelsea, then he came in to his own the second.

I read that the wrong way tround there, I thought I was getting a hand job.

fucking hell man.

outrageous..... they should be concentrating on our youth league.

as the moderator of this here thread there's one or two sailing close to the wind of being banned from it. i'm watching you.

oops!

and yet (whilst not wanting to glorify this type of stuff) conveniently forgetting that newcastle's support literally took the piss out of them at roker park in a decade when hooliganism was at its worse. hard as nails the mackems though, never been a one chinned in history.

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a most enjoyable and safe trip to you mate... I'm sure the odd one or two on this thread who are adopting a more philosophical approach to this game are only doing so as a comfort blanket, we can beat these french cunts and I'm desperate that we do..... bring the 3 points home!

pretty sure there's a photo of them lot knocking about from the same season being escorted back to manors station. dobson's bar was undoubtedly chocka with our more excitable support hoping to pick off some stragglers. not that I'd know owt about that sort of stuff mind.

you never know, I like to fondly recollect (obviously not with rose tinted glasses) on being a big hit with the chicks when i was 21 there's a reasonable a chance I was there somewhere amongst the faded lee jeans and pringle golf jumpers!

aye, fuck the mixed wrap in the shawarma grill house and the couple of celebratory pints in the grosvenor casino. first thing i did when i left the ground was run around the streets of our fair city frantically searching for an ee signal so i could reflect on the musings of keith 'camel humper' s30s and the newport nonce. need to stop doing this to meself really.