Letters to The Mag – Newcastle United fans having their say on silverware, celebrations and the rest | OneFootball

The opinions continue to flow into The Mag, as Newcastle United fans debate the various issues regarding our club.

Winning a trophy.

Celebrating winning a trophy.

Plus the odd other thing.

Newcastle United fans with the latest collection of opinions below.

Contributions are sometimes too brief to make up into a full article and so we have gathered up a number of recent comments sent in, with no surprise the Carabao Cup win and the aftermath as the main centre of attention (if you would like to send anything in, long or short, regarding Newcastle United, then contribute@themag.co.uk is the place):

Dear Mag,

If one thing stood out about Newcastle’s victory parade, it was that this city and supporters, the players, the owners, the club are all united.

That’s why we are Newcastle United .

And not the Newcastle fragmented from the past.

With this sort of belief in each other, NUFC can achieve great things in future.

Looking forward to it.

Derek Hepples

Dear Mag,

We decided against going to Wembley, despite being season ticket holders, as it seemed likely the occasion would be too overwhelming for my disabled husband.

Meeting friends for the parade yesterday was a no-brainer though.

We found a spot to stand and after a couple or so hours, joined in the celebrations as the bus went past.

Very quickly people were on the move to the Moor and partially sighted hubby needed his white stick to negotiate his way through the crowds.

The bag that the stick was in was empty; some joker having apparently taken it.

What for? A jolly jape?

A fantastic day marred by a selfish act, leaving my husband blundering through the throngs to get home.

If you took the stick and happen to be reading The Mag, then I hope you woke this morning feeling thoroughly ashamed.

Karen C

Dear Mag,

These next couple of months are massive.

Ten games to get Champions League football next season.

Six of the ten are at home, three of the next four are at St James’ Park, six of the ten are against bottom half of the table teams.

Eddie Howe has been a miracle worker at Newcastle United, success against all odds.

If he manages to win a trophy AND get Champions League football, it will be beyond belief.

What a man, what a manager.

Rob Miller

Dear Mag,

A great, much deserved win at Wembley!

Unbelievable win for me.

So convinced was I of a heavy defeat that I watched it by myself, in my flat, fearing to go into town and be upset again.

I was converted into a Toon fan in 1983 when during Freshers week at Uni, I got to see us beat Portsmouth 4-2 at SJP.

Was way better than my Scunthorpe Utd games, at the Old Show Ground!

I have been an NUFC fan ever since.

I still think the Sunderland win over Leeds was bigger though, the FA Cup being much bigger back then, than the League Cup ever was, has been.

I’m 61 now, yet I still burst out in floods of tears when the final whistle went on Sunday 16 March.

My Gateshead born wife looked at me and just said,’ What’s up with you?!’

She still doesn’t get footy up here.

Harry (adopted Toon fan)

Dear Mag,

Great articles as usual.

A little thought of my own.

I just wish Eddie Howe could sprinkle a bit of Magic Dust on Sean Longstaff, he has ran his legs off for the club.

I would love him to stay and improve but sadly I don’t think this is going to happen .

Best wishes Geoff Henderson

Dear Mag,

I was proud to witness our wonderful victory at Wembley with my elder son and grandson ( My younger son is also an avid supporter but couldn’t get a ticket.)

As a lifelong supporter and long-term season ticket holder, I have set out my emotions in the attached poem which charts my experiences.

Friends have suggested that the poem deserves a wider audience as it chimes with the feelings of many supporters, especially of my generation. Fittingly I turn 70 in July!

The Toon Army

Gannin alang the Scotswood Road to see the Blaydon Races. Born a hefty goal kick from the ground, osmotically I absorbed the sound of anthem in the womb. A boy given at seven, I’m their man – forever smitten

Back in the fifties (those days of euphoria) Newcastle ruled Wembley – sic transit gloria. Dad filled my dreams with stories of all the former F.A. Cup glories. Milburn – Mitchell – Harvey.

And in ’62 I wore my knitted scarf, as turnstiles clicked at my first game. I learned to read the scoreboard at half time and Gallowgate corner’s ten minute flag, join the throw-catch of peanuts, tanner a bag.

Beating Bolton to clinch promotion in ’65. I wobbled on Dad’s shoulder joyously alive; cheered our Fairs’ Cup adventurers of ’69 on their victorious return back to the Tyne. Moncur – Robson – Davies.

Over the years I’ve seen many stinkers; pulsating thrillers with last minute winners, ‘The Entertainers’ lose a twelve point lead to Man United ( deep cuts still bleed.) Beardsley – Ferdinand – Lee

Sometimes in my mind I replay match highlights. Leading Barcelona two-nil under floodlights, Gillespie crosses, Tino soars, heads, SCORES! The team hangs on as tumultuous roars of Blaydon Races explode in the night.

Keegan, Robson, Shearer moved Geordie souls, but Sports Direct’s tenure saw only own goals. Our prayers answered – the takeover done, truly United – we dream what can be won? It doesn’t really matter. But it does.

It’s our time at last – after decades of pain the cup’s held aloft with Toon ribbons again. Time to forget those Wembley zeroes, let’s salute Eddie’s legendary heroes. Bruno – Isak – Burn

Gannin alang the Scotswood Road to see the Blaydon Races. ‘Roo-ad’ is prolonged with triumphant glee. Let the anthem echo around the ground, the stands shake, our proud hearts pound. I’m part of the crowd, the crowd part of me.