There's an awful but comforting predictability about Newcastle United. It doesn't matter how bad you expect them to be, they very rarely fail to disappoint. This afternoon's timid surrender to a side stuck in the bottom three since the first month of the season must surely mark the beginning of the end for Glenn Roeder. There was no shape, no urgency, no discernible tactics, out of form players needlessly played out of position, defenders who can't defend, creative players that don't create. No more excuses: we're just a rank bad team.
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