I saw a Betoota Advocate article the other day (actually I’ve seen a lot of them lately, they’re bloody brilliant) bantering about steelworkers and ‘97, backed by a montage of Silverchair tunes.
With the Knights recent string of six straight wins, it was only a matter of time before someone started throwing around the glory days of ‘97 and reducing Newcastle to a simple-minded, steel living city, full of residents who listen to nothing but ’90s rock.
And ok, before anyone jumps on the wagon there is nothing wrong with any or all of the above things, but I also think that there is more to Newcastle than what meets Betoota’s eye. But I also happen to think, they got one thing right, it starts with our team, your team, everyone’s team (in season and when they’re winning) – the Knights.
Personally, it’s been the longest time since I’ve seen our community as alive as it is right now. Sure there are lots of changes happening, and all of the revitalisation plans are finally starting to take shape but this isn’t about that.
This is about people talking to strangers, taking time out on a Friday night, or Saturday or Sunday, to stand around and bond over something we’ve always bonded over. We swap stories and stats and egg each other on when our mates barrack for a different team.
We leave the house in the middle of winter because we know there will be a pub somewhere, somehow, showing the game and someone else to celebrate with.
For me, it really does feel like the Newcastle of ‘97, just with mobile phones and Sportsbet. Maybe this is what we really needed in order to make sure our community finally got its shit together and well, finally came together.
I mean now, as a community, we might be all starting to move towards the right mindset whereby we can actually enjoy the place that Newcastle is becoming. Everyone knows we’re always happiest when our team is winning, and like I said, during football season that means the Knights so obviously, this means things are pretty darn peachy at the moment, even if I do say so myself.
Now all that’s left to do now is to make sure we keep on keeping on. Keep showing our team the support they need and deserve, and keep banding together to make Newcastle really feel like the Castle it once was.
Back when we were kings of course. A time where people rode skateboards hammered and shirtless, we listened to 90s rock and had a bloody good time doing it. Now say it with me New-Cas-Tle… New-Cas-Tle