Andy Rivers - The Geordie Author

Aspiring Novelist and opinionated columnist -

Holidays in the sun.

Holidays in the Sun.

 

There will be those of you who’ve been a little disappointed by the results of the messiah’s return thus far. Some of you were no doubt dreaming of us storming up the table and into the european places just before we battered Man Utd in the FA Cup final and have been a little discomfited by the chill wind of reality. Me? I knew we’d struggle for the rest of the season. I also knew we wouldn’t qualify for any european competition (fingers crossed for the fair play league eh…or maybe not with Smith and Barton in the team!) so I’m not downhearted in any way shape or form.

 

Yes we’ve been tanked in a few games, yes we’re struggling for both goals and points and yes, I admit relegation is a real possibility but look further than the london based tabloid headlines and you can see the beginnings of a new era at St. James.

 

In the first half against Villa we dominated them, even though we were carrying the likes of Barton (slow, and over-rated in my opinion – that’s not me being vicious though) they couldn’t get the ball off us. When Kev’s had time to get his own men in then we’ll see that start to turn into full games of keeping possession and toying with the better teams.

 

If you look back at Wor Kev’s previous go around at Newcastle he started slowly, he just kept us up in Division two with a mixed bag of results and performances before he got to have a proper pre-season and work with everyone away from the hurly burly of a match every couple of days.

 

Throw into the mix that it also gave him time to plan and execute his transfer policy and it’s obvious we should be looking forward to next season with relish.

 

That summer we stayed up he got rid of half a team and brought in players of the calibre of Venison, Bracewell, Beresford and (a few weeks later) the mighty Robert Lee. He persuaded them all to sign for a team that was literally minutes from going into Division Three (once again thank you messrs Kelly and Peacock – lest we forget) and then lit the blue touch paper.

 

The paralells that can be drawn from that season all those years ago to this current mess are eerily similar:- underperforming players on big money; disenchanted fans; cowardice in the face of the enemy (ie good teams!) and, most importantly, a new owner making his first managerial appointment and being prepared to throw buckets of money at making it work  

 

So smile at the social inadequates who try to bait you with jibes about our underachieving club, dismiss the ‘journalists’ who find every excuse possible to have a go at us (you could even stop buying their paper – just a thought like) and ignore the pundits on the telly who repeat gossip, fabrication and rumour as solid fact.

 

As Newcastle supporters, the best thing we can do now is get behind the lads on the park regardless of whether we think they deserve to play for us or not, write off this season and then book our summer holidays knowing that while we’re on the beach and drinking lager for breakfast Kev will be hard at work on our behalf.

 

He loves the club, he loves us and he’s got unfinished business with a few old adversaries.

 

Next season’s going to be great – I can’t wait.

 

Howay the lads

 

Boo Hoo...

Newcastle let themselves down at Reading, there’s no doubt about that. We obviously went out with the intention of nullifying the opposition and keeping things tight. This has been Sam’s away game tactic for most of the season and, while it’s understandable when we’re playing top class teams such as Arsenal, Man Utd et al, it’s a little suspect against the likes of Reading and Derby. We’re basically letting them know we’re scared of them and giving them licence to attack us, with the end result usually being defeat. Our away form has been dire and I’m sure it’s uppermost in Sam’s mind.

 

That apart, we’re still doing okay in the league and looking increasingly like we have a platform to build on and a solid chance of progression as a team. With this in mind I find it hard to fathom why the team was booed at the end of the Reading game. While stressing that it wasn’t the majority of the away support that heckled, and also pointing out that our away support matches, and in many cases is much better, than anyone else’s, I have to ask the question – Why?

 

It achieves nothing, the players know that they didn’t perform, the manager, whose job hangs on results, certainly knows and the chairman and owner obviously know. By booing, you are heaping pressure on the manager not to lose matches, that in turn leads to the safety first approach I mentioned above and that then leads to us losing matches at places we should win because we tried to keep it tight rather than attacking from the off.

 

For the first time in over ten years we have a board and management that want success as much as we do – do we really want them to feel unwanted? Maybe we have supporters now who grew up through the Keegan years and think it’s always like that – it’s not, deal with it.

 

Let’s try and remember, we don’t do ‘glory hunting’.  We do not echo the impatience and ‘me, me, me’ antics of the ‘success’ supporters. We stay with our team through thin and thinner. We are Newcastle United, it’s what we do.

 

Howay the lads

 

Education...Education...Education...

 

One of the things I like about getting older is the realisation that I’m still learning. It’s a cliché (and an old one at that) but most days I tend to find out something that I hadn’t previously considered. Take the match against Tottenham. At two nil up I was exhorting the lads to batter them and go on to get four or five. I probably wasn’t the only one either, people around me were saying or intimating the same thing but then Spurs scored and the momentum of the game swung back their way.

 

That’s when Sam earnt his money, even though the opposition were getting the upper hand and an equaliser while not looking likely was certainly a possibility, he didn’t panic. Spurs were retaining posession and building pressure. Now in the recent past the team would have got increasingly nervy and this would have transmitted itself to the crowd, leading to a long last twenty minutes and probably one point instead of three.

 

Not Sam’s team though, the defenders simply concentrated on defending, clearing their lines with a safety first approach while the boss made his move. He brought on Milner in order to stretch Tottenhams’ over committed defenders and it paid off, young James hitting a peach into the corner of the Spurs net.

 

Then came the moment of education for myself and the rest of the crowd, he took off Michael Owen and brought on another defender, the very handy David Rozenhal, in doing so he sigalled that pragmatism is going to be the way forward for Newcastle United. The crowd, force fed a diet of tabloid myth about free flowing attacking football, in the main weren’t pleased.

 

Going five at the back indicated that we’d settled for three goals and were consolidating our lead but it was the correct thing to do. It’s what successful teams have done since the inception of football as a sport and it’s what we have to not only get used to but also learn to appreciate. Sam knew that if Spurs had got another one back then the game was in the balance again and, bearing in mind they came back to force a draw from being four-one down against Aston Villa, with the quality in their squad they were quite capable of even winning it. So for me it was an educational moment and one which shows that our club, after the ridiculous antics of the former regime, are intent on approaching everything in a professional manner once more.

 

With that I have to touch upon our new leader again. Mike Ashley is fast becoming a cult figure at Newcastle. He was already popular just for deposing Shepherd and his cronies but his obvious enthusiasm for our club, and indeed our city, is plain for all to see. He was spotted in The Strawberry pub before the game and then appeared in the directors box with his best mate (The former Spurs chairman) wearing his now obligatory short sleeved Newcastle top. He had a one hundred thousand pound bet with his friend (with the proceeds going to charity) on the outcome of the match and appeared to thoroughly enjoy himself, no doubt having a few drinks in town after the game as well. Ally this to the fact that he has introduced very good value season ticket deals for next year (interest free credit, gratis cup games etc.) and gives free drinks to fans who get to the ground early and he is making the (london based) journalists who constantly claim he’s trying to sell the club look a bit silly.

 

It’s all looking rosy on the good ship Newcastle United at the minute – long may it continue.

 

Howay the lads