Krul To Be Kind – Manchester 5th March 2015

Police horses cowered in fear, the streets were dark both far and near, Geordies cried long into the night, it was krul to be kind and great to be young.

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A £44.00 view at St James Park. God just out of the picture (photo courtesy of Lee Thomas)

Another frustrating performance from United yielded probably the wildest celebrations of United fans for the best part of four weeks, after Daley Blind´s injury time equaliser at West Ham. With great initiative, Adnan Januzaj quickly taken throw fed Wayne Rooney on the right flank. On his own, Rooney caused chaos amongst five Newcastle players, ultimately causing a panicking Mehdi Abeid to pass back to an equally harrased Tim Krul. Newcastle United´s dutch goal keeper could only slice the ball to leave Ashley Young free on the left post and an empty net to put the ball into. Young enjoyed that moment, he´d every right to as well. Reds in St James Park, who were so high up in the ground that they merely had to whisper to the Lord for divine intervention had their prayers answered. United fans went berserk, this was a crucial goal in a round of fixtures where all of the other teams in contention for the top four had also won. A draw would not have been the end of the world but a win was important.

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Some teams rest players, Newcastle, like Manchester City, rest fans (photo courtesy of Lee Thomas)

While watching United is akin to trying to open a tin of corned beef without the key, this team have still only lost twice in the last twenty matches in a season which everybody with a brain knows is a transitional one. While it feels like an eighteen month pregancy, it is still very gratifying to see how vexed everybody else gets when United win (the time to really worry is when they don´t). Steve McNicnackpaddywackerman was crying like a Geordie on television about how United can’t keep on playing like this and winning games. The boyhood Evertonian obviously doesn’t remember Bob Paisley´s Liverpool sides grinding out results like this (I certainly do). Hilarity ensued on the streets surrounding St James Park and in Newcastle Central rail station after the match. Joyous reds serenaded Alan Shearer as Geordie tears fell like rain and flooded the train. The self proclaimed loyalest (sic) supporters the world has ever had, took this bad, took this real bad, bonny lad. Unlike the 5-0 win Newcastle recorded aginst United nearly twenty years ago, a win which I´ve been told is actually embeded on Newcastle United´s honours list and a win which lead to Andy Walsh´s brilliant quote on Radio 5 about Newcastle having more false dawns than the zulus, it´s unlikely you´ll be able to buy a DVD of this match from anybody at Newcastle.

Any excuse to show this again, Oh what a night…

This win occurred on the Nineteenth anniversary of United stealing a win at St James´s to start off a sequence of events that had grown men who collectively looked like a giant barcode crying into their broon ale and discovering a penchant for punching horses. This great depression arguably reached its nadir in 2013 when Sting released an album of himself singing Geordie folk songs (tell me it can´t get any worse, can it?). That wonderful night in 1996,  Eric Cantona, the devil incarnate to most other people, to us, our racist bashing leader, scored the goal which lead to a glorious title win and an equally famous and notorious meltdown from Newa´stle. The like of which has never been seen since (although some have come close admittedly, eg United in 2012, Liverpool in 2014)

United are now aggressively trying to sell season tickets for next season. Three weeks ago, I got a phone call from the ticket office offering me the chance to enter a prize draw to win an Angel di Maria action man if I renewed there and then. I declined. On Monday, I got a glossy package enticing me to renew and pay for a season ticket now, a season ticket that actually isn’t due for renewal until the end of May. I wonder what it could be that´s stopping United fans from giving the best part of a grand two months early so that the club can have the interest on it. It’s similar to a scheme City used to do where the earlier you paid for your season ticket, the cheaper it would be. This was because in those days, as City fans never tired of telling us, Manchester City ‘respected’ their fans. Things have changed now of course. Gone are the days when innocent passers by would be kidnapped by City stewards on Claremont Road and dragged into the Maine Road. They would come out of the ground irreversibly changed, with a thousand yard stare and taking a silence that would impress a Tibetan Monk. They would communicate that they would never watch a game of football ever again but happily, that vow was rescinded in 2008 when they were filmed on SKY Sports News with tea towels wrapped around their heads after the club had been bought by “them arabs” (© City fans). City don’t do the early bird offer anymore but not to worry, United do with just an ever so slight difference. If you renew your season ticket for Old Trafford early, you get the precise total of nowt, tittota, nada, rien, nichts, fuck all knocked off the total price (this is for United’s multi-national and multi lingual support). Great. Sorry I didn´t do it sooner,  where do I sign up? Is the di Maria action man still available?

Anybody who doubts Wayne Rooney´s importance to United after seeing this should perhaps take up watching Netball or something similar

Many thanks to Brian & Leslie The Stretford End Bar in Benidorm for their hospitality and thanks to Lee Thomas for his help in writing this

No police horses were harmed in the making of this blog

9 thoughts on “Krul To Be Kind – Manchester 5th March 2015”

  1. I too saw the Geordie waving the scarf at Ashley Young on MOTD when I got back from the City game… I’m surprised he didn’t fall over claiming a penalty 😉 … Also, On the coverage of the city game it mentioned how quiet the crowd was, and cut to a crowd scene of Liz looking bored, and me busy texting – probably you! (Just so you know we are counting you amongst the attendance for last nights match at the Etihad!)
    See ya soon!

  2. Newcastle supporters write their own publicity page. The trouble is they then see written down, and fucking believe it. Is their a more deluded bunch of fuckwits pretending to be a big club. Not only that. They’ve contracted the ‘liverpool’ disease. Public mourning of their lost fans. Respect for the dead if all well and good. But when they and other fans call us’Munichs’ it looks nothing more than a ‘poor us’. A fucking sham is all it is. And the sanctimonious twats doing the coverage for TV, are just as bad. Do they have memories of gold fish. Or is ok for self indulgent morons to have these double standards. If anyone doubts Wayne Rooneys commitment to our club just show em that chase down. Not a great spectacle but we must keep the faith. Good piece Murph.

  3. Young’s goal came at a perfect time for those reds who fancied a 3 quarter paced jog down from the heavens and to the train station for the 9.55 back to Picadilly. The older generation had to sacrifice the mayhem of the goal celebration but they were in their seats when the sour faced geordies made their way home to Darlington and Northallerton

  4. Cheers Murph. I have decided to adopt the same stance as this time last year, ie let’s give him another 12 months and see where we are then. But it’s really not pleasant. One up front at home to ten-man relegation fodder, £50m striker twiddling thumbs last night as we chased the game, but we won both matches.

    Monday suddenly looks immense, so much so that i’m (partially) gad the semi is at Wembley as it could really be needed for us and the manager.

    I wonder what would have happened if we’d decided to join in the penalty shoot out last season against Sunderland…?

  5. Murph
    Always pleased to see the Geordies drown in their self deluded bile.
    Great to see Rooney up front and working his nads of but I’d have like to see Mata supporting him instead of the mop headed Belgium. Was I having visions or did Evans bring the ball out of defence once or twice?
    Hoping for the best, fearing the worst, but come on Monday.

    1. You could be onto something there Toy Boy, there is a plan afoot to make tomorrow night a 70’s themed night, if it goes to a logical conclusion, there could be few teeth lying loose on Warwick Road 😉

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