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AN explosion of pure joy after the disappointment of a life? A not so thin expression of soft saudi Arabian power? A wonderful example of the synergy between a city and its football team? Or the worst nightmare of a Sunderland supporter?

Saturday’s celebrations on the city of Newcastle Moor staged to commemorate Eddie Howe’s team Triumph Carabao Cup against Liverpool At Wembley two weeks ago there were all those things and much, much more.

If the collection of the first large domestic trophy of the team from the 1955 FA Cup meant different things for different people, it was also a statement. While about 200,000 fans have entered into a small area of ​​the city center a Watch two Open-Top Transport Howe buses And its players the short distance that separates the St James park from the city of the city, another 150,000 gathered on an expanse of larger urban green space in the Central Park in New York.

Only those who had demanded the electronic tickets for free were allowed and, having exceeded safety, they were from 13.30 until 20:00, observing a reintegration of the final on the large screens before being entertained not only by the local bands that can

A little before the omnipresent couple was aboard the buses that led interviews broadcast on those large screens. While a fan outside the St James park was at the top of the statue of Sir Bobby Robson, and others balanced themselves on the top of the buses shelters or was preciously perched on the trees, Howe fought to contain his emotions. “I hoped that people showed up, but this is incredible,” said Robs’s latest successor against a soundtrack of the applause and “toon army” songs that echo well beyond Gallowgate. “I didn’t know what to expect today, but it’s incredible. I can’t thank the people of Newcastle enough. They are very exciting.”

This, although it was simply the heating for the main event-The moment when Howe and his team went up to the temporary stage of the city. He arrived at 18.30. At that point, the helicopters of the issuers had shot the type of dramatic aerial shots of re -based humanity that the Saudi Arab owners of Newcastle would certainly have seen how to underline their ability not to simply model a football club but an entire city in the United Kingdom.

When Howe arrived on stage and raised the cup, his smile was as wide as Tyne. “We are desperate more,” said Newcastle manager. “When you have a taste of something like this it makes you hungry. I hope this is just the beginning.”

While the Newcastle players took turns to hoist the trophy one day that had started with fans in a row outside the club shop in St James’ well before his opening of the 9am was turning to the end. Regardless of the fact that the weather was cold enough to require the integration of the black and white strips replica shirts with winter coats and woolly hats, this was a city that felt the power of the sun on the back after finally emerging from a glacial football era.

Although the celebration was apparently “dry”, many participants warmed up with some drinks in the crowded bars of Gosforth and Jesmond, two suburbs a few steps from the city’s moor.

Between multiple road closures and the chaos of public transport, the city has happily attracted only monochromatic, it took place. Even the mannequins used to promote the latest fashions of spring women in the window of the city center of the Fenwick department store were dressed in black and white.

Out of John Lewis, buyers made the row to take their photographs together with a reply Carabao Cup With the excitement of children waiting for a Christmas audience in the Santa Claus cave.

More hardcore, if not without tickets, fans have ground the St James park like long queues built around the city’s moor. Participants have often enclosed three or four generations of the same family of fans from afar as Australia, North America, Kenya and South Korea have mixed with local people who consider Sunderland as a foreign country.

Back in the city, the sidewalks full of fans already in place for the bus show, with the most enterprising that aligns the ramps of an empty parking lot near the Haymarket to obtain privileged points of view.

While the sound of Vuvuzelas filled the air, the front of the Sandman Signature Hotel in front of St James’ Park was covered by a giant Stendardo of Howe. The Newcastle manager could not lose it since, at 4.30 pm precisely, the two open -pointed buses of the team stopped on the road and, in the midst of a cacophonia of noise and serene from a series of rockets, the players visibly anxiously panting.

“Oh my God,” said the Ala Jacob Murphy. “It’s incredible.” His men’s partner, Harvey Barnes, was not disagreed: “This”, he said, “is something else”.

Fans who witnessed the victory of the 1955 England Cup were in a minority, with the 95 -year -old Elsie Burns. During a six -month stay in a sanatorium spent recovering from tuberculosis, he had held that trophy himself during a visit to morality by the Newcastle players.

Seventy years due to the simple thought of glimpse of the Carabao Cup caused the delusion while the streets that blended the brutalist architecture of the 1960s and 70s with some of the best Georgian buildings outside Bath crowded and the images of Sandro Tonali, Alexander Isak, Dan Burn, Bruno Guimaraes and the rest of Howe have been pieces.

One of the bus buses, a Doubledecker retired London with a cut roof, failed the first of two Mot tests last week, but while heading towards the Moro the engine seemed finely tuned like the midfield of Howe. “We could get used to this,” reflected the former England midfielder of Newcastle, Alan Shearer, speaking for many. “The last two weeks have probably been the best of my life.”