I just picked your post at random to quote and wasn't actually aiming my comments specifically at you but you must admit that the venom being spewed out by so many is a bit OTT as we are, after all a football club and not an operatic society

Oh, and you did so well with your earlier reasoned post. Then I looked down a few posts and your are straight on the attack against Pardew again! Like you told us who were sad to see Pardew go, Give it up! He's not here anymore. Now let's just see what type of football Sam plays and get behind him. Who knows, 18 months down the line, we may be spitting venom in his direction. I hope not though, and we have got in to Europe by then. Finished higher than 10th. And maybe another cup final appearance. Now that would be progress.

I'm highlighting that some of the pro Pardew camp (incidentally during the worst 12 month run in our history and the U.K this year) are doing exactly what they've accused us of doing/being over the last few months and won't let it go until a ball has actually been kicked under the new manager.

Writing him off, sense of entitlement, spreading negativity, 'coming on here to get a fix of pessimism for the day' was one you'd see.

COYP

Not quite sure how to word this but, what if he (BFS) is the one?

I remember thinking that Veneballs[sic] and his vision of the team of the eighties was the one.

Later I remember looking at "Stevie, Stevie Coppell on the bench" as the one.

Recently that small hardened part of me that still believes in the dream was getting a semi over "Aaal, suuper Aaal" in the prodigal role.

What if all these de/i/llusions where there just to prepare me/us for this time of great, possibly very great, changes of fortunes for the mighty Red & Blue.

What if he's not a "very naughty boy" and is indeed "The messiah"?

Huh?