• Ashley plans ahead.
    Our season is over The fat man has sang ‘Money, Money, Money’ In his broad cockney twang He’ll be back next season With another Twenty year plan While him and Pardew serve out a stadium ban.
  • Whatever would Sir Bobby think ?
    Hi I’m Pards The whole Nine yards ‘Ah could have been a contender’ More Barry Hearns, than Thomas Hearns I’m your typical Eastender.
  • NUFC….Time for change.
    Fanzines, Blogs, Dissenting voices Take your pick of ‘Hobson’s Choices’ Renew season ticket, or walk away Strong of heart or feet of clay? Pardew’s angry, hearts bleed for him A false show of emotion Made up on a whim. So spare us your pity and your fears Show us ambition not crocodile tears And be […]
  • On the ( Tyneside ) Street where we lived.
    Meself, Two mates, and me best pal Syd Got nicked by the coppers And each fined a quid A hefty sum for what we did. We only played football in wor street Straight after school until late at neet Between the neighbours it caused a row Anti social behaviour they call it now. But al […]
  • The Final Whistle.
    The City streets are silent now As when I called out the name For I get no response now And it is not quite the same. For the ECHO is gone now And that’s oh such a shame Once part of the fabric Of the once beautiful game. For the ECHO is gone now The […]