A child excreting Scrabble tiles could not have come up with a worse name for Newcastle United's historic stadium
Of all the legendary stadiums I've wanted to visit all my life – San Siro, the Maracanã, Fenway Park – the one that always stirred the imagination most was sportsdirect.com@St James' Park Stadium. Why do I love it so? Maybe it's the history. Maybe it's the famous passion of the local support. Or maybe it's because when I type it, it automatically gets underlined and highlighted by the word processor.
Even my laptop recognises that this is no mundane stadium. This is no ordinary place. No, this is an email address. One could debate for minutes the philosophical ramifications of having your home ground floating, untethered, somewhere in cyberspace. At the very least it'll change forever one of the hoariest cliches in sports punditry. Pundit one: "I see Newcastle are playing Barcelona in the next round." Pundit two: "Well, on paper, you'd have to favour Barcelona." Pundit one: "But Newcastle don't play on paper, do they? They play somewhere on the inte