As if the Toon Army hadn't enough problems.
Racing eccentric (nutter to you and me) John McCririck, it turns out, is a Newcastle fan and has been "most of my life". At least that what he told Sky Sports News today.
Punctuated by cries of "Howay the Lads", the obligatory mention of the new Messiah and , tooled up in a black and white jersey, McCririck was in the sort of full tic-tac rant mode that has made him so many friends down the years and made him a shoo-in for TV trash like Celebrity Big Brother and Hell's Kitchen.
McCririck, on the face of it, does not seem the archetypal Newcastle supporter. I've visited St James' Park a few times over the last 20 years and I've yet to catch anyone there kitted out in deerstalker and cape.
Not even McCririck, who admitted he lives in Surrey, hasn't been to many matches and owes his allegiance to an unnamed uncle.
A long-range celebrity fan, then. He'd surely be better off with Eamon Holmes, Zoe Ball, Angus Deayton, Bertie Aherne and the small army of born-again celeb Reds at Manchester United.
At least he could bet on them winning things occasionally.
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