Tales of a Toon fan living down South

St James' Park.

St James' Park.
Coming home Newcastle
Last Saturday saw me return to St James’ Park to witness Newcastle take on Wolves.

I couldn’t have wished for a better start, 6 minutes into the game Papiss Cisse scored a wonderful goal that sent the stadium into raptures of noise. The lead was doubled on 18 minutes when Jonas Gutierrez took a shot from 25 yards that flew into the back of the net. Needless to say the second half was not what I expected and I left the ground feeling a little disappointed with the result.

Bearing in mind that I live about forty-five minutes from Cambridge, I don’t often get to many games during a season. The last time I was up at the ground was a Carling Cup fixture against Arsenal in 2010 that saw us lose 4-0. That night Chris Hughton was in charge and Andy Carroll came on from the bench and demonstrated why he was a top player for the team. How times change!

My day started with waking up at seven so that I would be ready to leave the house at half past. I put my orange shirt on and a couple of other layers and at half seven me and my dad left the house and walked to the train station. We then caught a train to Peterborough and once we arrived there I had a bacon roll and a hot chocolate. There was a bit of a wait whilst we waited for the East Coast train to arrive but when it arrived I couldn’t wait to get on. I was very excited to be going to a game again, nothing can describe the feeling of anticipation that I had on the two and a half hour train journey to Newcastle.

Once we had arrived in Newcastle we met up with some friends who live just outside Newcastle and had a lovely big meal before the start of the match. After that we made our way up to the ground, I walked past were the sign of St James’ had been taken down. That was a sorry sight to see, it still is St James’ Park to me and will always been called that every time I speak of it.

Settling into our seats in the Sir John Hall Stand we had a very good view of the pitch and it was only a matter of minutes before the game was to start. The following ninety minutes that ensued were a mixture of emotions to say the least, I went through joy, anger and disappointment with the team’s display. At half-time it was all looking rosy and I thought we would push on straightaway in the second half. Well that didn’t happen and there had been many warning signs to the team during the first half that Wolves could cause us a lot of trouble.

Wolves managed to claw back two goals to level the scores up, it was disappointing to say the least. Yohan Cabaye and Tiote never really seemed to have a tight grip in the middle of the park and at times, Wolves were allowed to run the show from the central area of the pitch.

At times I had my head in my hands with the way that Mike Williamson had played throughout the match. When defending he couldn’t make his mind up whether to head the ball or volley it instead, I didn’t feel comfortable with him alongside Coloccini and I held my breath whenever he was on the ball or dealing with an attack. For a player who has presence due to his height he should be a commanding CB but this was not the case and this was epitomised when he headed the ball straight into the path of Kevin Doyle, for the Irishman to calmly slot away Wolves’ second goal of the match.

The last ten minutes saw Newcastle try to muster efforts on goal, a couple went close but it was to be one of those days and the final whistle went seeing Wolves gain a point and Newcastle dropping two from a match that they had thrown away.

It was only a short walk back to the train station and once there we had to wait about half an hour for our train back to Peterborough. Needless to say the train was packed and only really emptied after Doncaster, at least we had managed to get to our seats. Then the train took a different route that saw the speed limit it was allowed to do restricted and added an extra hour to our journey but it all worked out in the end as when we got back to Peterborough the train to Biggleswade had been delayed which meant no hanging around and that we would be back a lot earlier than expected. The train got back in to Biggleswade around ten o’clock and we were back in the house by quarter past ten ready for Match of the Day.

The day had been a very long one and although the result had not been what I wanted, I was pleased I hadn’t seen the team lose again. Being able to see the likes of Cisse, Ba, Cabaye and Tim Krul in the flesh was brilliant, I’m usually watching a stream or listening to a radio feed for each game and nothing can beat being able to see my beloved team at St James’ Park.

No matter the outcome of the result I had a brilliant day up in Newcastle!

About Zoë Vicarage

A lifelong Newcastle fan. Currently exiled in Sunderland studying Sports Journalism at the University of Sunderland Follow me on Twitter: @ZoeVicarage

30 thoughts on “Tales of a Toon fan living down South

  1. Crackin article Zoe, I yearn for the day I come back to God’s country and see a home game again, last went to a match in 2007, been owa here in Rio De Je Qatar for 6 years noo. Planning a trip back hopefully this summer, cannit feckin wait!! 😎 😎


  2. ZOE good read,aye willo and simpson are a real downer like.
    bacon samwich and a big meal! watch the weight lass 😆 😆


  3. Sorry to post another poem, but me Mrs posted this on book de face:
    :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen:

    The mackems are coming,bolt all your doors
    Hide all your jewellery under the floor

    Zip up your pockets, keep everything tight
    From a busload of thieves from the stadium of shite

    They’ll climb in your garden and rifle your bins
    They live on Pot Noodles and leftover things

    They’ll break through a window and steal all your goods
    Then back to the camp in pennywell woods

    Shellsuits are fashion down sunderland way
    Brighthouse your saviour with 5 years to pay

    You wash in the Wear and struggle to cope
    You don’t understand the reason for soap

    Your women are grannies when they reach twenty-nine
    Your dream holiday is a day on the Tyne

    You look in the mirror and think ‘what a mess’
    And sleep with your brother in his matalan dress…. HOWAY THE LADS!!!


  4. Christ ,how many blogs up today . Zoe sounds like you had a good day .As the Towie lot say i’m well jel .


  5. [email protected] I’m multitasking and missing end of blogs, not for the first time either .Oh well not too bright me,just did that key stage two maths test in the Daily Mirror for a laugh scored 12/13 😆 always was my weak subject at school.


  6. Toonsy ….erm can we have a thread about why aaal mackems are inbreds ..entitled “There’s sumthin in the watta?” …….sorry cannit sit still thinkin aboot 2morro :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen:


  7. ………Velly sorry lads n’ lasses ……ahh could almost piss mesel with excitement!!!!!! 😀 😀 😀 😀 ………I’ve got me 3 sons owa here wound up sumthin chronic (In the words of Mrs Brown) …….HOWAY THE FECKIN LADS!!!!!!! ……..SMB SMB!!!!!!


  8. Nice interview with Ba in the Daily mirror .He said ” Newcastle is a special place. Last weekend a Wolves player looked at me in the middle of the match. He mentioned the passion of the fans and it made me happy to be here” 😀



    There’s nowt like match day in Newcastle Zoe….good to hear you had a good but long day out in the toon !


  10. Kimtoon….the omens are there…. I would LOVEIT if we beat the makkems tomorrow…with a good performance to boot…get that corner turned so we can make the final push for europe…!!


  11. ….feckin result for us that like Kimtoon …..come on the baggies!! …chewlsee not hittin a cows arse with a banjo at the minute like?!?! 😡 😯 🙂 🙂 🙂




  13. Erik Pieters ‏ @_Erik_Pieters_
    Congratulations to my friend #TimKrul with his new deal – You deserve it – All the best this weekend #beat.those.people
    Retweeted by Tim Krul

    “those people” 😆 😆 😆 very diplomatic from our future fullback 😉


  14. Good read Zoe. . Shame you didn’t pick a better game . That’s a long journey but at least you made it. There’s many locals who don’t bother.

    @Geordie Qatar.

    Your poem made me laugh. 😉


  15. cannot wait for tommorow! could be the match that could give us that little push to do great things this season…. not adding to the pressure or anything 😆 HOWAY THE LADS!!!


  16. ……Mr Stavers ….glad to be of comical service sir ….still me and me boys cannit sit still (like it’s FECKIN CHRISTMAS OR SUMMICK!!!), tryin to get them to bed now still (9pm here, normally akip by 7.30ish) roll on tomorrow .COME ON THE FECKIN TOOOOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😉 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀 😀


  17. ……P.S I’m definitely on the pat & mick the morro like ….WHOOOP WHOOP COME ON THE FECKIN TOOOOOON!!!!!!!!!! 😎 😎 😎 😎 😎 😎 😎 😎


  18. …..shit should be on the other thread …..too many pre-mackem (neet b4) game g+t’s ….hic ….buuuurpp 😯 😯 😯


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