“There he goes, one of God’s own prototypes.” – Hunter S. Thompson.
A prototype indeed. Steve Bruce is gone, and Newcastle United are better for it. Perhaps they will hit the high notes they have been struggling to grasp these past two decades. Even if they do, they must remember those that led them there. For all his faults, Bruce was the man that kept the club’s heart beating. Berated by fans, hated by players, he powered on through with the grace and self-respect few would have for such an uncomfortable position. Mid-table football has been the game of Newcastle United for some years, and Bruce is no better or worse than the men he succeeded.
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Football fans should find comfort in the calmer tides of the Premier League. There has been no Big Project rumbling, not just yet anyway. The commentators of each game have pushed through without swearing, shouting or crying, which is always a good start. As far as Premier League starts go, it has been both an inherently exciting time, but also a relatively plain one. Those who were in poor form last season have picked up exactly where they left off, and those who found themselves rising up through the ranks are, more or less, continuing to do so. A small blip on the horizon forms the inevitably hectic January transfer window. But until then, there is little in the way of updates, and even less in the way of change.
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Must we play that song again? It’s not as if The Lightning Seeds have any other notable songs to be fair. When assembling a best-of CD of their work, Three Lions would probably fill out three-fourths of the tracklist, and the rest would be covers, karaoke versions or tribute follow-ups to their surprise hit with Frank Skinner and David Baddiel. “It’s coming home,” they repeat. Endlessly. Shout they shall every four years at their international squad, hoping for some change to be made somewhere down the line. Alan Shearer quipped that this was the “best chance” England have of it coming home, and he isn’t wrong. Whether it was or wasn’t, it wouldn’t matter to the hivemind of fans who truly believe in their heart of hearts that it is, indeed, coming home.
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