September 2011
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My morning at Newcastle United...
So the story goes something like this…
A friend of mine won a competition to be in the squad photo at the training ground today, I got to go along as a guest/hanger-on/whore/whatever. We arrived at the gates of the training ground where two young lads were stood with a toon shirt, I declined to sign, instead waving at the guard who raised the bar, clearly assuming I was somebody...