Washie
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Man Utd all day long, with 3 reds for each side so an extra European slot opens up in the league. Then both sides start free falling
By technical definition perhaps, but in the real world…As I understand it sports washing and financial doping aren't the same thing. Although financial doping is one way to achieve sports washing.
Good days footie with Rangers v Celtic in the middle as well.
Where’s the couldn’t give a shit optionFed up with the sky sports love in for the geordies, every time I put it in they seem to be interviewing the smugster.
Oh no it’s not.Impossible not to back Newcastle after reading this:
“David Burn, Dan Burn’s dad
Dear Dan,
When I walked up Wembley Way with you, a mere seven-year-old, on my shoulders en route to the FA Cup semi-final with Chelsea in 2000, who could have predicted that the next time Newcastle would be fighting for a cup there, I’d be in the stands, watching my son in those gorgeous black-and-white stripes?
It was only ever going to be this club for you.
After all, you and Jack, your brother, drew teams out of a hat to decide which matches the pair of you would go to with our East Stand season ticket. Tyne-Wear derbies, top-of-the-table clashes and Champions League nights — you saw it all under Sir Bobby Robson.
For your own football journey, first there was Blyth Town — I’m still puzzled you decided to be a keeper — and then Spartans. A left-back to begin with — I suppose you’ve come full circle! — then a centre-half, you won everything going.
Those two years as a junior at Newcastle’s Centre of Excellence coincided with a growth spurt, when you struggled to adapt to your changing body. That letter on Christmas Eve, releasing you as a 14-year-old, was gut-wrenching.
But it never held you back. You made sure you made it.
You pushed trollies at Asda and grafted in non-League with Darlington before Everton and Fulham came calling. For your medical, I told you to “look the part”. In hindsight, perhaps wearing suits might not have been the best idea, seeing as you had to undress about 15 times. Then there was Yeovil — remember son, you’ve already won, and scored, at Wembley — Birmingham and Wigan.
Away from football, you married your childhood sweetheart, Roz, and started a beautiful family, only to move about as far away as possible to Brighton!
When the takeover happened, you told me: “That’s that, Dad. They’re never going to sign Brighton’s Dan Burn.” Then the speculation started and it was unbearable because I so wanted it to be true.
That night you came back, when I was stood alongside you in the boardroom, it moved me to tears. Your debut against Aston Villa topped it. Captaining (briefly) against Brentford was another level still.
That’s before we think about the quarter-final… I was so proud I can barely put it into words.
I still can’t believe I wasn’t there, instead, I was watching from a bar in Spain, but it doesn’t diminish it one bit. Seeing you slalom in from the left and caress the ball in with your right foot, at the Gallowgate End, with a finish Alan Shearer would be proud of — I’ve watched it hundreds of times since and I still can’t quite believe it. That was just so special.
Since then, I find myself driving places and suddenly I have a massive smile on my face because I remember that goal.
Newcastle brought you home and you bloody deserved that chance. You are still the very same lad; the best father, husband, brother and son we could all wish for. Nothing has changed you. You’re still Dan from Blyth, with the same mates who have followed you all the way and everyone can see that.
Your resilience, your perseverance, should be an inspiration to every young kid in the north east. You are no Peter Beardsley, but you proved that sheer determination and hard work can take you far. As our fellow fans sing, “You’ll never, ever beat Dan Burn.”
You are living the dream of so many and you understand that responsibility.
Sat on my shoulders 23 years ago, you were excited and euphoric walking up Wembley Way. This time it’s my turn. In the stands, I’ll be donning your match-worn shirt from the quarter-final, the one you saved especially for me. I’m welling up just thinking about the moment you run out…
That will be my lad, my Dan, on the world stage, showing who he is: a great footballer and an even better bloke.
I wish I could bottle up this feeling I have because it would make me millions if I sold it. I’m so immensely proud of you son.
Love Dad
Crikey. Sat on the banks of the Thames sobbing into my breakfast.”
Isn't it some sort of ice lolly, like a Calippo?As an aside, I know that sponsorship is a way of increasing sales and " Brand Awareness" but, after God knows how many years of it being the Carabao Cup...wtf are they selling ?
It was the 'technical' that I am talking about with Newcastle. I was looking beyond the simple 'they've g0t loads of money' viewpoint.By technical definition perhaps, but in the real world…
2 nothing to the good guys.Novel, this Monkey Tennis Cup Final being shown on ViaPlay Sports UK, as we don't have enough TV companies showing games. Decent game though.
I fucken can't stand James Corden