When Gavin Webster was a kid, he liked kings and queens from history, space and the solar system as well as singing, skipping and running. Then Newcastle United arrived and that was his life effectively over. Obsessed with the team, the players, the results and the clubs history but also obsessed with the supporters, the rude terrace chanting and the moronic subculture that went with football at the time, it ruined his bloody life and still does to this day. This is his story. His rants are wonderfully surreal ***** (Herald).