Found myself in Tyneside many years ago so went along to see Newcastle at St. James Park.
They had two pint-sized strikers - a Brazilian called Mirandinha and a Jock called John Robertson! They'd just sold Gazza to Spurs and they were absolutely dire.
Week after week I went along to see them in the vain hope of seeing them scoring a goal.
Finally, I think it was the 6th or 7th game I saw, against Liverpool, and my mate who was a lifelong Liverpool supporter insisted on going to the away end. Unbelievably it was from there that I saw my first ever Newcastle goal, by Mirandinha if I remember correctly.
The absolute joy, euphoria even, and relief I felt had to be hastily suppressed as I reminded myself that I was a lone Geordie supporter surrounded by 6000 pissed-off Scousers.
That game ended a 2-2 draw, but it was a flash in the pan. Newcastle got relegated that year, but I've followed them ever since.