This was the greatest premier league story line of all time. One of the worst players I’ve ever seen play for Newcastle until Jack Grealish callled him dogshit and he decided to score worldies every week for a month out of pure spite then went back to being crap. What the hell
The idea of Michael Oliver putting his entire career on the line just so that we can face a” “Lewis-Skelly”-less Arsenal, who we’ve already pumped, is killing me
This “mentality” thing they have is so cringe. If you’re thinking about winning the next one 2 hours after winning it what’s the point? You aren’t even enjoying it