And so the fun-filled journey that began in mid-August nears its end and what a tension-filled weekend awaits, what with a batlte for first . . . wait, what? OK, so the title is decided but at the bottom of the table and a fierce relegation scrap will be determ . . . what? [...]
Another quiet, low-key morning from the calm, sober and considered denizens of Fleet Street. Hahahaha. I kid, obviously. Judging by some the rubbish peddled as analyst, sobriety doesn’t visit the sports desk of many national newspapers very often these days. Nor does calm, for that matter.
Anyhoo, as summer follows spring, the knock-on effect of Beetface’s [...]
Well Wednesday pretty much went according to script for football’s most successful property developers– a valiant late charge that fell just a little short followed by vigourous backpatting and much talk about mental strength in the postmortem. No sale here. The mental strength will display itself for the final run-in, starting in south Wales on [...]
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 [...]
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 — [...]
With pretty tepid fare on the midweek schedule — save for perhaps the lesser lights electric start against Brendan Rodgers’ tika-taka merchants — I thought I’ve give my readers some insights into the glamourous world of public relations and the beautiful people whose only agenda is the truth and serving the public’s interest. No, I [...]
So it’s my final day for in Fort McMurray before beginning the pilgrimage to Islington, with stops in Edmonton (to see family) and B.C. (to see friends) along the way. I confess I’ve haven’t completely worked out logistics of blogging in Old Blighty just yet but I will endeavour to have a full report up at some point, likely when I’m in the departures [...]
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 [...]