Dec 6, 2014

There Ain’t No Party Like A Podcast Party

Alright pet? Hope you're doing alright and are looking forward to a new episode of our lovely podcast. Best listened to using both of your ears. We've got a special guest on this week so sit back as we talk about QPR, Burnley and West Ham and all other manner of nonsense. Enjoy you filthy pigs x T&B

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Nov 20, 2014

A True Faith Podcast Special - Books

Welcome to a very special episode of The True Faith Podcast. We have 2 very special guests who have recently written books about our glorious black and whites. I'll not spoil the surprise here though. get stuck in. T&B xx

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Nov 12, 2014

He Just Needs a Cuddle

Careful now, let's not get all excited, but everything is going well for the first time in fucking ages. So please enjoy our latest Podcast with your ears. Loads to talk about in our usual well polished and professional way. Laters fuckos. T&B xx

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Oct 25, 2014

Jam and Dirty Fish

Alreet you lot? It's that time again were we say good bye to reality and stroll through the enchanted garden that is Newcastle United. It's the True Faith Podcast sponsored by Phoenix Taxis!!! Your tour guides today are a man with a broken arm and a man with hairy shoulders. This time we'll be going through the squad in a kind of teachers report style, talking a bit about the fans forum and generally larking about. Love and tugs T&B xx

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Sep 11, 2014

Nut Allergy Man and Rabbit Pervert

Look out you beautiful bastards, it's a brand new True Faith Podcast, sponsored by Phoenix Taxis!! We cast a beady eye over the start of the season, the outgoings, the manager, the goals, the mistakes, the tears and the tantrums. Happy fucking days. Enjoy you swines. Love T&B xx

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Aug 15, 2014

Going Over The Cliff

Good morrow fine gentlefolk of the internets. Here is the first True Faith Podcast of the 2014/15 season!! We have a bit chat about the new kits, pre season, transfers, Pardew, Ben Arfa and a whole host of other shite.  Don't be expecting insight, knowledge or analysis, do be expecting double entendre, filth and swearing. Love and that T&B xx 

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Jul 8, 2014

World Cup Special Number Dos

Hello you beauties, sorry it's been a while coming but Taylor has had another child and Besty has been off pretending to be Michael Palin for a few weeks. Anyway, here it is, our second World Cup podcast. Expect none of the polished formatted chat you get elsewhere and all of the ill informed and badly planned bollocks you usually hear from us. Enjoy!! T&B xx

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Jun 11, 2014

My Favourite World Cup Goal - Kyle Wilkins

Kyle (@death_stairs)

David Platt V Belgium, 26th June 1990

Italia 90 coincided with the first family holiday I can remember as a child. Two wet, gloomy weeks in Swanage, staying in what was described as a ‘chalet’ but resembled more of a caravan on milk crates. Everything was better back then; the kits, the boots, the player’s haircuts, even the mascot, and despite being only 8 years old, I can remember vividly most of the tournament. Yes, it was a shit-hole of a chalet, but it was the World Cup. It didn’t matter. I still look back and get nostalgic about the things I watched on the tiny TV: Gazza’s tears, Roger Milla dancing, Waddle blazing over the bar, and one of the worst finals I’ve ever seen.

Having topped their group, England faced Belgium for a place in the quarter finals. The game itself was a tense affair. Belgium hit the woodwork twice and England had a John Barnes strike disallowed for a non-existent offside. The game finished 0-0 and went into extra time. I thought penalties were a dead cert, and with just one minute of the game remaining, I braced myself for the inevitable. Back then, England weren’t known for as being as bad as penalties as they are now, in fact some may argue that this was the tournament where the hoodoo started.

119 minutes came up on the clock. England won possession in their own half and the ball came to the talented Paul Gascoigne. He beat one man with a feign to pass and a quick twist, and he was away. He sprinted forward, past another Belgian, who gave chase, and in his efforts to tackle Gascoigne, brought him down about 40 yards from goal. This was it. The last chance of the game.

Gascoigne himself took the free-kick and floated it goal wards. The ball sailed over the heads of 3 Belgian defenders, and towards David Platt, who had come on as a second half substitute. With his back to goal as the ball reached him just outside the 6 yard box, and at a bit of an angle, it looked as though Platt would do anything but shoot. However, he adjusted his body quickly, swivelling to his left as the ball dropped over his right shoulder, and he unleashed a superb volley across the ‘keeper and into the corner of the net. An absolute gem of a goal. The audacity to even try it rather than nod it back across the box, the timing, the sheer jubilation I felt when that goal went in, is what makes it my favourite World Cup goal.

It was an amazing feeling. I went to bed the happiest 8 year old in the country. The rain didn’t matter, my dad’s snoring in the room next door didn’t matter; England had progressed to the next round. I didn’t think anything could get better than that at the time, but I was wrong. When I woke up in the morning and pulled back the curtains, someone had spelt out ‘ARSE’ on the hills in large rocks.

Jun 10, 2014

My Favourite World Cup Goal - Ryan Adams

Ex Arsenal, Barcelona and then Feyernoord left back Giovanni Van Bronkhorst was not renowned for his goalscoring, so when he unleashed this 40 yard screamer it was a surprise. It was the semi final of the World Cup 2010 against Uruguay and Van Bronkhorst's penultimate game as a professional and the game was only 18 minutes old when Van Bommel found the left back in space. As I said, the then 35 year old left back was not known for his goalscoring so what was to come was unbelievable. As everyone expected a deep cross towards Van Persie, the dutch skipper wound up an absolute thunderbolt of a shot into the far corner leaving Uruguayan keeper Muslera with no chance (even though he got close) and sent the dutch on there way to the final which they went on to lose vs Spain.

Jun 10, 2014

My Favourite World Cup Goal - Ben Spratt

He might have just joined Aston Villa, but Joe Cole used to be really good. He was really good at not getting a game for Chelsea, he was really good at being played out of position for England, and – for a couple of seconds in Cologne, on June 20, 2006 – he was really good at 30-yard volleys. This was the big crescendo for Sven Goran Eriksson’s “Golden Generation”, captained by David “Golden Balls” Beckham himself. This was rotating goalkeepers, this was heightened expectations, this was endless arguments about Steven Gerrard and Frank Lampard, this was a 4-4-2 with no left winger. With Gerrard and Lampard both starting the World Cup’s opening two games – wins against Paraguay and Trinidad & Tobago – it was three-foot-nothing, right-footed, single-speed Cole who was moved out to the cursed left side. A position that Stewart Downing, Gareth Barry, Emile Heskey and Geordie boy Alan Thompson had all failed to make their own; but that summer it belonged to the diminutive Londoner. Despite the consecutive victories, England still needed a point against Sweden in their final group game to finish above Lars Lagerback’s side and so avoid host nation Germany – a country that experience tells us are probably worth avoiding. Wayne Rooney was back and Owen Hargreaves had impressed enough to earn a starting spot, so Peter Crouch and Gerrard dropped to the bench. (Before I carry on, Steven Gerrard was on the bench.) Rooney and Michael Owen – this really was the golden generation. For 60 seconds. Then £16 million’s worth of Newcastle United striking talent is lying sprawled on the pitch. For club and country, a blow. Anyway, onto the goal. The red-clad Englishmen had taken a while to get going following Owen’s injury, but after a couple of decent openings via Cole and Rooney, the Chelsea man decided he fancied a World Cup memento. A Swedish defender nodded the ball out of his area and looked quite content with himself as he jogged towards the 18-yard line. Not for long. The ball fell to Cole somewhere on the other side of the Atlantic, and he thwacked it – like, properly thwacked it – on the volley and it flew in off the far post. Andres Isaksson got a hand on the strike, but only succeeded in improving the spectacle. Top corner, 1-0 England, piece of piss. As it happened, the Swedes emerged with a 2-2 draw, but that was enough to secure the Three Lions safe passage to a second-round meeting with Ecuador. Of course it all mattered little when – in the quarter-final against Portugal – Rooney stamped on Ricardo Carvalho’s bollocks, Beckham went off injured and England went out on penalties. But in a tournament where only he and Hargreaves emerged with any real credit, Cole had provided a stand-out moment. And what a moment.

Cheers, Ben

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