So this will be my final post before my annual pilgrimage north to a land with unbroken forests, deep blue lakes, big northern pike and no wi-fi or cellular service. And I’m looking forward to the break. It’s always sort of exciting to return and see what sort of twists and turns have been taken [...]
Remember those overwrought Mancs who were so overcome with fear over Uncle Malcolm’s stewardship of the club that they donned Norwich City kit and sang some anti-American protest chants? Well, as it turns out, green and gold appear to be Uncle Malcolm’s favouritest colours, too! And judging from the Q3 earnings from United, he’s going [...]
Good morning and it’s one of those wonderful days where you can smell something special in the air. No, no, no, not spring (though, fingers crossed, that’s finally arrived). No it’s the pugent odor of fear and crushed expectation burbling up on Fleet Street and given voice by aspiring poet and northwest provincialist Henry of Winter as the Three [...]
As Beetface’s lot saunters towards the league title without playing particularly well, there’s a truly scary proposition for the rest of English football to gnaw upon after the club announced record profits in Q4 2012. Without the Glazers sucking out the profits from the club like anaemic vampires, how much further ahead might the quieter side [...]
It’s always nice to have midweek games in the Premier League. It’s sort of like putting on a coat you’ve not worn for a while and reaching into the pocket and pulling out $20, an unexpected and pleasant break in the normal mundane routine during the week. And it also allows us to watch football [...]
As I regularly make fun of Fleet Street types for lazy stereotyping, it would seem hypocritical to question whether Arsene Wenger’s nationality makes him every agent’s favourite pigeon manager at the bargaining table. Because given some of the dribs and drabs coming out of Theo Walcott’s contract capitulation negotiation, it’s easy to understand why Holloway Road Properties doesn’t have [...]
A very thin gruel today, both in terms of punditry and rumours. But there’s some rare brilliance from the good folks at the Oxford Internet Institute, who used Twitter to track where supporters of different clubs actually live and find out if the fanbase of Salford’s finest was actually concentrated in Surrey. It was a good [...]
So I made the mistake of watching Fox Soccer Report again last night, long enough to hear the considered cockney wisdom of Danny Dichio along with a video clip of Stewart Robson accusing Arsene Wenger of being an egomaniac, which is a pot-kettle-black moment if I’ve ever heard one, along with the modern invention — [...]
It’s international week *long yawn* and it always makes me just a little sleep zzzzz. Sorry dozed off there for a second. It’s actually sort of amusing watching Fleet Streeters trying to find some fresh angles to hype for Friday’s qualifier between the Three Lions and San Marino, which should be about as competitive as the average [...]
Today is a milestone as I’m officially closer to 50 than 40. And I think it’s fair to say that short of Arsene Wenger squaring up to Bombardier Allardyce and kicking him square in the swingers during the pre-match handshake at Upton Park on Saturday and saying “Blow on those bubbles, fat man”, I couldn’t [...]