Newcastle come to town tonight on a surprisingly mild day in the capital. According to my weather app thingy it could reach 17 degrees today and I’m glad because it takes away one of Newcastle’s most potent weapons – big fat Geordies taking their shirts off in the stands in the hope that exposing their ample skin to the freezing elements will demonstrate that they have a far superior fanbase to these wet Southerners with their ‘scarves’ and their ‘jumpers’.
Incidentally, why is it that the only types men who insist on taking their shirts off all the time are ripped muscular ones and big fat five bellies? Nothing in between. Maybe in the fatties’ case they’ve heard the expression ‘not f...

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