One more for the road with Joey Barton in Hartlepool
Joey Barton can't do right for doing wrong sometimes but the word on street is that the Scouse midfielder will opt not to talk to the media circus which will descend on Hartlepool when he makes his latest comeback from injury.
Newcastle's season is at a delicate stage and the last thing that anybody needs is something or somebody upsetting the apple cart.
And while the temptation for journalists is to get some good copy from Barton, whether it would do any good as far as NUFC is concerned is a totally different matter.
Like him or hate him, you can't ignore Joey Barton.
I'd say since Newcastle signed Barton from Man City three years ago, I've gone through all of the emotions when it comes to the lad from Huyton (aka Two Dogs Fighting).
When Barton first arrived on the scene at Newcastle he was desperate to get his career back on track after the training ground scrap with Ousmane Dabo, but then he went and broke his foot.
He made a comeback in the reserves at Kingston Park and told me that night he was only interested in challenging for trophies at Newcastle United.
Yeah, it might sound funny now, but at the time he meant it.
Perhaps the next thing I'm about to say is one of those "you had to be there moments" but here we go anyway.
After agreeing to talk to myself and one of the club's official media men, Barton had a bit of masking tape stuck to his foot.
In his struggle to get it off, somebody from the club tried to help him but clearly being somebody who wants to stand on his own two feet, he refused the help.
Anybody looking down from the stands must have wondered what on earth was going on as Barton fumed "I can't get it bloody off" but eventually he did so and my instinct at the time was, that Barton was just a working class lad blessed with a talent that could only benefit Newcastle United, at that time I simply thought "He's one of us".
The Wigan debacle followed that when he rowed with Big Sam and then some chav in McDonalds and then he ended up doing porridge because of it.
To cut a long story short, and some time after we'd endured Keegan-gate, Joe Kinnear coming and going and a terrible struggle in the Premier League, Barton then managed to get himself into even hotter water.
Falling out with Alan Shearer isn't advised.
And getting sent off at Anfield was hardly the best way to get on the right side of Big Al.
Club suspension followed for Joey but after Shearer wasn't offered the job by Mike Ashley, surely Barton couldn't mess up again?
Yes, on the eve of the West Brom game, he managed to fall out with Chris Hughton and Colin Calderwood in a bib chucking rage.
More injury agony followed with another foot problem and so back to the next chapter of the life and crimes of Joey Barton.
Tomorrow at Hartlepool he'll make a competitive comeback in the full glare of the national media and a pack of wolves after him to get a few words on just where next.
Doing his talking on the pitch might be the best way forward for the Scouser who knows the Last Chance Saloon better than anybody I've ever come across in football.