First of all I have hard time to find any word to start this, and more of that my patience is also being hardly tested following tonight's result in the first game of 2008.
Newcastle United starts with the 4-4-2 attacking formation in which have been demanded by the die hard Geordies. Big Sam trying to give a game to pleased 50,956 crowds, but clearly only some part of them are having a good time and it's from the away ends.
Everything that needs to be said about this team has already been said, and can be summarised in one phrase – they are nowhere near good enough.
Frankly, Citeh beat us without breaking into a sweat, and to be honest they aren't that good. We went through the motions, had a few half chances that as usual were wasted: we were ineffectual in midfield, once again allowing the opposition too much space and time, and once again failed to keep a clean sheet.
N'Zogbia had a canny game, as did Beye, who barely gave Martin Petrov a kick. Duff was as busy as Viduka and Martins were hopeless. Michael Owen at least looked like a professional footballer when he came on – ie. capable of moving into space, and controlling and passing the ball 10 yards to a colleague – but his body language said more than a thousand words.
Another loss at home with barely a whimper. The club's demise continues, with performances every bit as bad as anything we have seen over the last 20 years, and not even a faint glimmer of improvement with which to hang your hat on.
Despite this, the club's new owner appears to believe everything is hunky-dory. I happen to believe it's time he started to take his ownership of NUFC seriously, and started to take the decisions needed to reverse its decline, preferably before it's too late.
Given, Beye, Taylor, Cacapa, N’Zogbia, Butt, Faye (Emre 73), Duff (Enrique 64), Milner, Viduka, Martins (Owen 46)
Subs: Harper, Rozehnal
Hart, Richards, Ball, Onuoha, Ireland (Fernandes 76), Elano (Etuhu 71), Vassell (Bianchi 88), Petrov, Corluka, Hamann, Dunne.
Subs: Isaksson, Garrido.
Ref: Martin Atkinson