Geordie Saint

Good to know the relationship between saints and nufc is growing. Gutted that there's a fixture clash with a Newcastle game on Sunday. Would've had a few more toon saints up there otherwise. Hope Dummy and Newton come away with winers medals.

Interesting article in the Herald:-
http://www.heraldscotland.com/sport/football/dummett-and-newton-are-earning-their-stripes.20478286

I wanted the toon game at Wigan to get moved to the Sunday so it wouldn't clash with work. Typically it now clashes with saints in a cup final.

I've said many times - OF fans don't know how I felt in May '87. They celebrate cup wins, but they expect them, so they're not as special to them as that win was to me.
I felt almost as good on Sunday.
I want to feel that way again on March 17th.
Please, St Mirren, make it that way again on March 17th.

Fantastic day yesterday. Being firstly a Newcastle fan, where everything that could possibly go wrong, has gone wrong of late, yesterday was the 1st time since pre xmas i've enjoyed football. I must admit that i thought it was a case of just going through the motions of a Celtic win yesterday, but it was a Hampden semi and i felt i should travel up. Thank god i did. Fairytale stuff.
Had a pre match pint in the "Crystal Palace" in Glasgow and overheard a typically arrogant Cetic fan telling over the phone how he'd offered someone a semi ticket, it was refused and on those grounds he wouldn't be offering a ticket for the final. I don't think he'll be dealing with any final tickets now somehow. He had the same attitude as his team in that surely they just had to turn up.
Onto the game via one of the worst train journeys of my life, to Mount Florida surrounded by an odious bunch of Celtic fans singing "ooh ah, up the RA" and openly snorting coke in front of young kids. So pleased we won for that lot.
A shock early goal, but an eternity to go. An equaliser, and my consoling thoughts of at least we'll go down fighting. Then it seemed like waiting for the inevitable Celtic turnaround, certainly when they got the pen. Saved! We score ours but the clock looks like it's stopped. An unbelievable 3rd!! Still enough time left to blow it. Eventually time was blown. And relax. Bursting with pride at the David v Goliath outcome.
I mentioned in a previous thread about a long run of going without me seeing a Saints win. We beat Brechin. Felt like it didn't count due to lower league opponents. Went to Tannadice for a victory v real life SPL opponents, and now a semi final win at Hampden v conquerers of Barcelona. Oh how fortune in football can change.
My mate took his son to his first Scottish game yesterday. What a debut. Was easily my daughters best game of her short, saints following life and up there with the best i've witnessed.
Went back to "Clockwork" for a small Stella-bration post match. just caught the 7pm train to Edinburgh to connect with 8pm back to Newcastle. Unfortunately boarded a "Virgin train" instead of the"Eastcoast" one we'd booked. A costly error as it meant the 2 adults in our party paying an extra £73 each. Ouch! Know what though, after a day like that it was worth every penny and in the circumstances, even that couldn't spoil it.
Unfortunately i'll miss the final as it clashes with a toon game but COYS.

Fantastic day yesterday. Being firstly a Newcastle fan, where everything that could possibly go wrong, has gone wrong of late, yesterday was the 1st time since pre xmas i've enjoyed football. I must admit that i thought it was a case of just going through the motions of a Celtic win yesterday, but it was a Hampden semi and i felt i should travel up. Thank god i did. Fairytale stuff.
Had a pre match pint in the "Crystal Palace" in Glasgow and overheard a typically arrogant Cetic fan telling over the phone how he'd offered someone a semi ticket, it was refused and on those grounds he wouldn't be offering a ticket for the final. I don't think he'll be dealing with any final tickets now somehow. He had the same attitude as his team in that surely they just had to turn up.
Onto the game via one of the worst train journeys of my life, to Mount Florida surrounded by an odious bunch of Celtic fans singing "ooh ah, up the RA" and openly snorting coke in front of young kids. So pleased we won for that lot.
A shock early goal, but an eternity to go. An equaliser, and my consoling thoughts of at least we'll go down fighting. Then it seemed like waiting for the inevitable Celtic turnaround, certainly when they got the pen. Saved! We score ours but the clock looks like it's stopped. An unbelievable 3rd!! Still enough time left to blow it. Eventually time was blown. And relax. Bursting with pride at the David v Goliath outcome.
I mentioned in a previous thread about a long run of going without me seeing a Saints win. We beat Brechin. Felt like it didn't count due to lower league opponents. Went to Tannadice for a victory v real life SPL opponents, and now a semi final win at Hampden v conquerers of Barcelona. Oh how fortune in football can change.
My mate took his son to his first Scottish game yesterday. What a debut. Was easily my daughters best game of her short, saints following life and up there with the best i've witnessed.
Went back to "Clockwork" for a small Stella-bration post match. just caught the 7pm train to Edinburgh to connect with 8pm back to Newcastle. Unfortunately boarded a "Virgin train" instead of the"Eastcoast" one we'd booked. A costly error as it meant the 2 adults in our party paying an extra £73 each. Ouch! Know what though, after a day like that it was worth every penny and in the circumstances, even that couldn't spoil it.
Unfortunately i'll miss the final as it clashes with a toon game but COYS.

Fantastic day yesterday. Being firstly a Newcastle fan, where everything that could possibly go wrong, has gone wrong of late, yesterday was the 1st time since pre xmas i've enjoyed football. I must admit that i thought it was a case of just going through the motions of a Celtic win yesterday, but it was a Hampden semi and i felt i should travel up. Thank god i did. Fairytale stuff.
Had a pre match pint in the "Crystal Palace" in Glasgow and overheard a typically arrogant Cetic fan telling over the phone how he'd offered someone a semi ticket, it was refused and on those grounds he wouldn't be offering a ticket for the final. I don't think he'll be dealing with any final tickets now somehow. He had the same attitude as his team in that surely they just had to turn up.
Onto the game via one of the worst train journeys of my life, to Mount Florida surrounded by an odious bunch of Celtic fans singing "ooh ah, up the RA" and openly snorting coke in front of young kids. So pleased we won for that lot.
A shock early goal, but an eternity to go. An equaliser, and my consoling thoughts of at least we'll go down fighting. Then it seemed like waiting for the inevitable Celtic turnaround, certainly when they got the pen. Saved! We score ours but the clock looks like it's stopped. An unbelievable 3rd!! Still enough time left to blow it. Eventually time was blown. And relax. Bursting with pride at the David v Goliath outcome.
I mentioned in a previous thread about a long run of going without me seeing a Saints win. We beat Brechin. Felt like it didn't count due to lower league opponents. Went to Tannadice for a victory v real life SPL opponents, and now a semi final win at Hampden v conquerers of Barcelona. Oh how fortune in football can change.
My mate took his son to his first Scottish game yesterday. What a debut. Was easily my daughters best game of her short, saints following life and up there with the best i've witnessed.
Went back to "Clockwork" for a small Stella-bration post match. just caught the 7pm train to Edinburgh to connect with 8pm back to Newcastle. Unfortunately boarded a "Virgin train" instead of the"Eastcoast" one we'd booked. A costly error as it meant the 2 adults in our party paying an extra £73 each. Ouch! Know what though, after a day like that it was worth every penny and in the circumstances, even that couldn't spoil it.
Unfortunately i'll miss the final as it clashes with a toon game but COYS.

Fantastic day yesterday. Being firstly a Newcastle fan, where everything that could possibly go wrong, has gone wrong of late, yesterday was the 1st time since pre xmas i've enjoyed football. I must admit that i thought it was a case of just going through the motions of a Celtic win yesterday, but it was a Hampden semi and i felt i should travel up. Thank god i did. Fairytale stuff.
Had a pre match pint in the "Crystal Palace" in Glasgow and overheard a typically arrogant Cetic fan telling over the phone how he'd offered someone a semi ticket, it was refused and on those grounds he wouldn't be offering a ticket for the final. I don't think he'll be dealing with any final tickets now somehow. He had the same attitude as his team in that surely they just had to turn up.
Onto the game via one of the worst train journeys of my life, to Mount Florida surrounded by an odious bunch of Celtic fans singing "ooh ah, up the RA" and openly snorting coke in front of young kids. So pleased we won for that lot.
A shock early goal, but an eternity to go. An equaliser, and my consoling thoughts of at least we'll go down fighting. Then it seemed like waiting for the inevitable Celtic turnaround, certainly when they got the pen. Saved! We score ours but the clock looks like it's stopped. An unbelievable 3rd!! Still enough time left to blow it. Eventually time was blown. And relax. Bursting with pride at the David v Goliath outcome.
I mentioned in a previous thread about a long run of going without me seeing a Saints win. We beat Brechin. Felt like it didn't count due to lower league opponents. Went to Tannadice for a victory v real life SPL opponents, and now a semi final win at Hampden v conquerers of Barcelona. Oh how fortune in football can change.
My mate took his son to his first Scottish game yesterday. What a debut. Was easily my daughters best game of her short, saints following life and up there with the best i've witnessed.
Went back to "Clockwork" for a small Stella-bration post match. just caught the 7pm train to Edinburgh to connect with 8pm back to Newcastle. Unfortunately boarded a "Virgin train" instead of the"Eastcoast" one we'd booked. A costly error as it meant the 2 adults in our party paying an extra £73 each. Ouch! Know what though, after a day like that it was worth every penny and in the circumstances, even that couldn't spoil it.
Unfortunately i'll miss the final as it clashes with a toon game but COYS.

Fantastic day yesterday. Being firstly a Newcastle fan, where everything that could possibly go wrong, has gone wrong of late, yesterday was the 1st time since pre xmas i've enjoyed football. I must admit that i thought it was a case of just going through the motions of a Celtic win yesterday, but it was a Hampden semi and i felt i should travel up. Thank god i did. Fairytale stuff.
Had a pre match pint in the "Crystal Palace" in Glasgow and overheard a typically arrogant Cetic fan telling over the phone how he'd offered someone a semi ticket, it was refused and on those grounds he wouldn't be offering a ticket for the final. I don't think he'll be dealing with any final tickets now somehow. He had the same attitude as his team in that surely they just had to turn up.
Onto the game via one of the worst train journeys of my life, to Mount Florida surrounded by an odious bunch of Celtic fans singing "ooh ah, up the RA" and openly snorting coke in front of young kids. So pleased we won for that lot.
A shock early goal, but an eternity to go. An equaliser, and my consoling thoughts of at least we'll go down fighting. Then it seemed like waiting for the inevitable Celtic turnaround, certainly when they got the pen. Saved! We score ours but the clock looks like it's stopped. An unbelievable 3rd!! Still enough time left to blow it. Eventually time was blown. And relax. Bursting with pride at the David v Goliath outcome.
I mentioned in a previous thread about a long run of going without me seeing a Saints win. We beat Brechin. Felt like it didn't count due to lower league opponents. Went to Tannadice for a victory v real life SPL opponents, and now a semi final win at Hampden v conquerers of Barcelona. Oh how fortune in football can change.
My mate took his son to his first Scottish game yesterday. What a debut. Was easily my daughters best game of her short, saints following life and up there with the best i've witnessed.
Went back to "Clockwork" for a small Stella-bration post match. just caught the 7pm train to Edinburgh to connect with 8pm back to Newcastle. Unfortunately boarded a "Virgin train" instead of the"Eastcoast" one we'd booked. A costly error as it meant the 2 adults in our party paying an extra £73 each. Ouch! Know what though, after a day like that it was worth every penny and in the circumstances, even that couldn't spoil it.
Unfortunately i'll miss the final as it clashes with a toon game but COYS.

Fantastic day yesterday. Being firstly a Newcastle fan, where everything that could possibly go wrong, has gone wrong of late, yesterday was the 1st time since pre xmas i've enjoyed football. I must admit that i thought it was a case of just going through the motions of a Celtic win yesterday, but it was a Hampden semi and i felt i should travel up. Thank god i did. Fairytale stuff.
Had a pre match pint in the "Crystal Palace" in Glasgow and overheard a typically arrogant Cetic fan telling over the phone how he'd offered someone a semi ticket, it was refused and on those grounds he wouldn't be offering a ticket for the final. I don't think he'll be dealing with any final tickets now somehow. He had the same attitude as his team in that surely they just had to turn up.
Onto the game via one of the worst train journeys of my life, to Mount Florida surrounded by an odious bunch of Celtic fans singing "ooh ah, up the RA" and openly snorting coke in front of young kids. So pleased we won for that lot.
A shock early goal, but an eternity to go. An equaliser, and my consoling thoughts of at least we'll go down fighting. Then it seemed like waiting for the inevitable Celtic turnaround, certainly when they got the pen. Saved! We score ours but the clock looks like it's stopped. An unbelievable 3rd!! Still enough time left to blow it. Eventually time was blown. And relax. Bursting with pride at the David v Goliath outcome.
I mentioned in a previous thread about a long run of going without me seeing a Saints win. We beat Brechin. Felt like it didn't count due to lower league opponents. Went to Tannadice for a victory v real life SPL opponents, and now a semi final win at Hampden v conquerers of Barcelona. Oh how fortune in football can change.
My mate took his son to his first Scottish game yesterday. What a debut. Was easily my daughters best game of her short, saints following life and up there with the best i've witnessed.
Went back to "Clockwork" for a small Stella-bration post match. just caught the 7pm train to Edinburgh to connect with 8pm back to Newcastle. Unfortunately boarded a "Virgin train" instead of the"Eastcoast" one we'd booked. A costly error as it meant the 2 adults in our party paying an extra £73 each. Ouch! Know what though, after a day like that it was worth every penny and in the circumstances, even that couldn't spoil it.
Unfortunately i'll miss the final as it clashes with a toon game but COYS.

Fantastic day yesterday. Being firstly a Newcastle fan, where everything that could possibly go wrong, has gone wrong of late, yesterday was the 1st time since pre xmas i've enjoyed football. I must admit that i thought it was a case of just going through the motions of a Celtic win yesterday, but it was a Hampden semi and i felt i should travel up. Thank god i did. Fairytale stuff.
Had a pre match pint in the "Crystal Palace" in Glasgow and overheard a typically arrogant Cetic fan telling over the phone how he'd offered someone a semi ticket, it was refused and on those grounds he wouldn't be offering a ticket for the final. I don't think he'll be dealing with any final tickets now somehow. He had the same attitude as his team in that surely they just had to turn up.
Onto the game via one of the worst train journeys of my life, to Mount Florida surrounded by an odious bunch of Celtic fans singing "ooh ah, up the RA" and openly snorting coke in front of young kids. So pleased we won for that lot.
A shock early goal, but an eternity to go. An equaliser, and my consoling thoughts of at least we'll go down fighting. Then it seemed like waiting for the inevitable Celtic turnaround, certainly when they got the pen. Saved! We score ours but the clock looks like it's stopped. An unbelievable 3rd!! Still enough time left to blow it. Eventually time was blown. And relax. Bursting with pride at the David v Goliath outcome.
I mentioned in a previous thread about a long run of going without me seeing a Saints win. We beat Brechin. Felt like it didn't count due to lower league opponents. Went to Tannadice for a victory v real life SPL opponents, and now a semi final win at Hampden v conquerers of Barcelona. Oh how fortune in football can change.
My mate took his son to his first Scottish game yesterday. What a debut. Was easily my daughters best game of her short, saints following life and up there with the best i've witnessed.
Went back to "Clockwork" for a small Stella-bration post match. just caught the 7pm train to Edinburgh to connect with 8pm back to Newcastle. Unfortunately boarded a "Virgin train" instead of the"Eastcoast" one we'd booked. A costly error as it meant the 2 adults in our party paying an extra £73 each. Ouch! Know what though, after a day like that it was worth every penny and in the circumstances, even that couldn't spoil it.
Unfortunately i'll miss the final as it clashes with a toon game but COYS.

At least 6 geordie saints travelling up on the 09.15 train from Newcastle. 20.00 back from Edinburgh. Come onboard and join us magic monkey.