Simon Jordan struggling to cope with Newcastle United trophy success – Quite pathetic
The dust has settled on Newcastle United’s historic Carabao Cup triumph, yet the echoes of that glorious afternoon at Wembley still resonate deeply on Tyneside.
Our victory over Liverpool – the media’s perennial favorites – wasn’t just about ending a 70-year trophy drought; it represented something far more profound. This wasn’t a fluke or fortunate cup run, but a meticulously earned triumph against the Premier League’s elite, defeating Chelsea, Arsenal (twice), and finally the champions-elect Liverpool in a display of tactical mastery and sheer determination.
What’s struck me most in the aftermath isn’t the jubilant celebrations, but the quiet contentment that follows genuine achievement. There’s no need for gloating or petty jibes at rival supporters – the satisfaction of having conquered England’s best teams in succession speaks for itself.
From AFC Wimbledon to Wembley, every step of this journey required overcoming significant obstacles, proving Newcastle’s credentials beyond any reasonable doubt.
The reaction from certain quarters of the media, particularly Talksport’s Simon Jordan, has been telling. His thinly veiled disdain for our achievement reveals more about his own biases than our club’s merits.
This is the same pundit who famously declared our takeover “dead as a dead duck in deadland” only to be spectacularly proven wrong. While he offered a begrudging apology then, his recent attempts to diminish our cup success while pretending to offer compliments demonstrate a lingering resentment that’s become impossible to disguise.
Jordan’s history with Newcastle makes his current stance particularly puzzling. As someone who once counted Sir John Hall as a neighbor and frequently expressed admiration for our former chairman, one might expect at least a modicum of respect for a fanbase that’s waited generations for this moment.
Instead, we’ve been treated to backhanded compliments and subtle belittlement of an achievement that required defeating four of the current Premier League top six.
But here’s what Simon Jordan and his ilk fail to understand: Newcastle United and our supporters don’t crave their validation. We’re not here for patronizing pats on the head or conditional praise.
Our joy isn’t diminished by their reluctance to acknowledge what we’ve accomplished. That sea of black and white at Wembley, those emotional scenes across Tyneside – they existed beyond the need for external approval.
The beauty of this trophy lies in its undeniable legitimacy. No asterisks, no caveats. Just a hard-fought cup run that saw Eddie Howe’s team rise to every challenge with character and quality.
When future generations look back at this moment, they won’t remember the begrudging pundits – they’ll remember Bruno Guimarães lifting that gleaming silverware, the deafening roar of Geordie celebrations, and the dawning realization that Newcastle United are finally back where we belong.
Perhaps what unsettles certain commentators most is that our victory disrupts their established narratives. The “plucky underdogs” tag no longer fits a club that’s demonstrated it can go toe-to-toe with England’s best and emerge victorious.
Simon Jordan’s discomfort reflects a broader media unease with Newcastle’s rapid ascent – the same discomfort we saw during the takeover debates.
To those still struggling to give credit where it’s due, we say this: Watch the matches again. Look at the teams we’ve beaten. Observe the tactical maturity Howe has instilled in this squad. Then ask yourself if any other club outside the established elite could have navigated such a difficult path to glory.
Newcastle’s Carabao Cup isn’t just a trophy – it’s a statement. And no amount of dismissive commentary can change what those 90 minutes at Wembley proved about our club’s present and future.
The wait is over, the drought is ended, and no opinion – no matter how prominently broadcast – can diminish what this means to every Geordie who kept faith through those barren decades.
We’ll enjoy this moment on our own terms, with or without the approval of those who’ve consistently underestimated Newcastle United. After 70 years, that’s the sweetest victory of all.