Newcastle plays today.
We have some good form behind us after months of suffering. Today’s opponent is QPR, one of the worst in the league. A month ago they were ahead of us, today they are half a table behind. We have a good chance today to push forward, though many of my fellow toons are worried. It wouldn’t be unlike Newcastle to lose this one.
Kendal Town plays today as well. They are already one up on their opponents.
Detroit City’s season is a far off tropical island, its alluring and sunny shores calling gently to me through the wind and ice.
Game day is one of the few times I completely block off from any writing. During the DCFC season that might mean not writing all day. I spend all day in downtown drinking, reveling, partying, and supporting.
But in the midst of winter, when my beloved magpies play, things are different. As of writing we are in the 37th minute, 0-0, though we’ve had plenty of good chances. Something has to break eventually. Hopefully in our advantage. Since I don’t live in England, I don’t go to Newcastle games. I might comment and commiserate on /r/NUFC and that is about it. I’ll chance that eventually.
There are Newcastle fans in Detroit. I’ve met a few through DCFC, including one of the fan-favorite players: Dave Edwardson, who is a Newcastle native. Unlike clubs like Liverpool, Chelsea, Arsenal, and the Manchesters; there really aren’t Newcastle watch parties in the USA. There aren’t more than a handful of us in any given city.
2 minutes of stoppage.
As I sit here, not writing in my book but writing here and watching the Newcastle game, I think about travelling to Newcastle next year and catching a game in St. James.
Half-time in Newcastle, all tied up 0-0.
On an only tangentially related note I should learn Arabic. That way I could understand the commentators on this stream. I’ll add it to the list after Hindi, Farsi, and Urdu so I can understand the other engineers at work.
Half-time in Kendal Town, all tied up 1-1.
Going to call it quits for a while. Writing resumes after the game. This is my little sports break for the week. I can’t spend all my time working.
Sláinte.