Following our defeat to the village of the dammed, I wrote an article about how Eddie Howe had taken us as far as he can and losing to the unmentionables was the last straw.
The headline of my article called for Rafa Benitez to be brought back to Newcastle United as Howe’s replacement.
Although it was a bit tongue in cheek, I actually doubled down by saying if Rafa had been in charge then we don’t lose to that small town in Durham…twice in one season.
Well back at St James’ Park yesterday for our first home game since 22nd of March, I thought things couldn’t get any worse after last week’s trip to south London.
How wrong I was.
After the Bournemouth pre-match preliminaries, the whole ground broke into “Eddie Howe’s black and white army”, in a show of solidarity that exemplifies when we come together anything is possible…
Unfortunately, somebody forgot to mention this to the players.
They produced a display so lacklustre that it’s making them look like doylems.
One of my main mantras on The Mag is that I am not particularly knowledgeable about tactics/ team formations etc, so I tend not to comment on stuff like that…
Yesterday though, I turned to Chrissy Numbers and said, “Elanga has too many bad games for it to be just unlucky with form.” He’s simply not a Premier League player.
Same as Big Nick. I actually used a good old Geordie word to describe him yesterday. He just “lollops” around the pitch.
Tino Livramento is turning into the new Pistone and I’ve said from appearance one, Ramsdale is not the answer.
Anyway, when we have a terrible result, after the match I always try and cheer myself up with a ham and pineapple pizza (with extra cheese) from Pizza Cottage in Low Fell.
So it’s pizza for breakfast as I write this and ahead of today’s football, for the only time I will say this, up the Villa and scouse mackems.