Jame O’Hara shows whole new levels of bitterness in jealous rant over Newcastle United’s Carabao Cup celebrations
When Newcastle United lifted the Carabao Cup at Wembley, the outpouring of joy from Geordie faithful wasn’t just celebration—it was catharsis. After decades wandering the trophy wilderness, a generation of supporters finally experienced what their parents and grandparents had told them about.
Yet this unbridled happiness somehow became a lightning rod for petty criticism, with former Tottenham player Jamie O’Hara’s bitter rant on TalkSPORT exposing football’s most tiresome hypocrisy—the notion that passion should come with an expiration date.
Let’s address the uncomfortable truth behind these complaints: pure, undiluted jealousy. While decent fans across the country shared in Newcastle’s moment, a vocal minority—often supporting clubs with their own lengthy trophy droughts—couldn’t stomach the spectacle.
O’Hara’s claim that Newcastle displayed “small club mentality” reeks of the exact inferiority complex he attempts to project onto others. This from a man whose own club last won silverware when the iPhone was still a novelty—a 2008 League Cup victory so underwhelming by his own admission that Spurs players simply “went on the lash that night and went back to work the next day.”
The irony is delicious. A former player from England’s most notorious nearly-club—a team that literally erected banners celebrating fourth-place finishes—lecturing others about ambition?
It would be laughable if it weren’t so transparently bitter. Even Jason Cundy, hardly a paragon of football wisdom, recognized the absurdity—like a sewer rat complaining about someone else’s body odor.
Newcastle’s celebrations weren’t excessive—they were proportional. Proportional to 54 years of near-misses, false dawns, and administrative neglect. Proportional to supporters who kept coming in record numbers during Championship seasons.
Proportional to a city where football isn’t just entertainment, but identity. The 300,000-strong victory parade wasn’t “small-time”—it was a masterclass in what makes English football special.
Critics reveal their own clubs’ emptiness through these complaints. Tottenham’s sterile trophy cabinet shouldn’t be the benchmark for appropriate celebration.
Arsenal’s “St. Totteringham’s Day” t-shirts for finishing above Spurs show how starved their fans became for actual achievement. These clubs created cultures where top-four finishes became proxies for success—no wonder they recoil at genuine trophy euphoria.
The numbers tell their own story:
- 54 years – Newcastle’s trophy drought before Wembley
- 300,000+ – Estimated turnout for victory parade
- 52,000 – Average attendance during Championship seasons
- 0 – Trophies won by O’Hara’s Spurs since 2008
This backlash follows a familiar pattern. When Leicester won the league, “proper fans” sneered at their celebrations. When Wigan lifted the FA Cup, critics called it a fluke.
Football’s establishment always moves the goalposts for outsiders, because acknowledging their joy would expose the emptiness of “big club” rhetoric.
Newcastle’s crime wasn’t over-celebrating—it was reminding everyone what football’s really about. Not financial doping, not global branding exercises, but raw, unfiltered connection between club and community.
That’s what rattles the Jamie O’Haras of the world—not the volume of our celebrations, but the mirror they hold up to their own clubs’ soulless existence.
So let them whine. Their bitterness is the sweetest confirmation that Newcastle did something extraordinary.
Because if provoking this much jealousy from Spurs alumni is wrong, then being right has never felt so good. The message to critics is simple: your disdain only makes our champagne taste better.