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Hatred
I remember knocking out a skunk wearing an away shirt in a nightclub
Majority of mags I know are your typical armchair supporter, constantly texting me when they're doing well, gloating everytime they see me. But when the shoes on the other foot, they're 'not really NUFC fans' and 'like to see all the north east teams do well' which really boils my piss. I only know three lads who do go to the games, two are father and son, the Dad's dead canny to talk to, knows his stuff and doesn't really gloat when something happens, we'll just discuss it, his sons the total opposite, doesn't want to know when things aren't going great. One lad goes to all home and most away, he has decent crack, I've only known his since Sepetember so I don't know what his reaction will be, but I talk to him a lot and he's got respectable points, I'd love to watch a game with him.
On the whole, because of all the plastic scummers I know, I hate them.
Hatred! Especiaially the plastic ones from Durham running round singing toon toon black and white army while watching it in the pub.
All the Mags who I know well are perfectly sound, and it's all good healthy banter. However, the others who I don't know as well who only come out the woodwork on these sorts of days can cock right off.
Cuts both ways. I had worked with a couple of lads for 5 years before your first 2-1 win. I didn't even think they had any interest in football but the following morning they were in my face "2-1....2-1", I'll take the piss and ridicule them whenever I get the chance, one of them has since actually started going to games. Other mackem mates I've known for years, helped each other to get time off for games, swapping shifts ec, we know what it means and we don't even mention the games.All the Mags who I know well are perfectly sound, and it's all good healthy banter. However, the others who I don't know as well who only come out the woodwork on these sorts of days can cock right off.
HMMMMM... pot , kettle
I generally go drinking with my mag mates on this day, all good honest blokes