Three years ago, Mike Ashley made a sensational statement prior to our relegation decider with West Ham, admitting that he won’t be selling up until we win something – insisting that ‘we will be making our own luck’ from this day forward as a football club.
That way May 2015. Three years on and not only has he been looking to sell up (despite winning nothing since that infamous Sky interview), he has the perfect chance to finally ‘bolt on the horse’ and achieve something under the guidance of Rafa Benitez – the best manager we’ve had since the great Sir Bobby Robson.
Looking back on Ashley’s sensational announcement is perfect proof of the sort of lies and confusion Rafa Benitez is currently having to deal with – as highlighted in a recent article by the Telegraph’s Luke Edward:
“But, perhaps more significantly than all of this, he (Benitez) wants to try and understand why Ashley can give a carefully scripted interview to a friend at Sky Sports, three years ago, in which he stressed that his ambition was to try and win something at Newcastle, or at least qualify for the Champions League, but then fail to pursue that ambition with him as manager.”
“We may have cart financially, but need to bolt the horse and we are going to.”
“(My ambition) Now is definitely going to win something and by the way I shan’t be selling until we do.
“Not (selling the club) at any price. And by the way, when I say win something, if we ever get in a position of a Champions League place, that counts as winning something.”
“From this day forward we will be making our own luck.”
If Ashley stands by his statement then surely giving Benitez money to spend is finally his route to achieving his alleged goal with the club?
How can you make this sort of promise to a set of supporters desperate for silverware, then fail to deliver the goods when the biggest opportunity of his NUFC tenure arrives.
If Mike’s had a change of heart and doesn’t want to be part of it at Newcastle anymore then that’s fine, sell-up, but please don’t remain and let our club rot when a certain Spaniard is desperate to bring us success – something he was never able to deliver.
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