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 [...]

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 [...]

It’s been about one month since the transfer window closed and Zenit St. Petersburg’s notoriously open-minded and tolerant supporters alleged planted a fake bomb with Hulk’s picture on it near the club’s training ground. Which is certainly one way to welcome one of your record signings to your club. I hate to say I told [...]

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A little busy at work today so please post this afternoon after England’s match.
A quiet day for intelligent commentary as Fleet Street (sharpens its knives/clears its throat) to (gut Woy Hodgson like a freshly-caught flounder/trumpet the Three Lions to win the 2014 World Cup) based on tonight’s result against the 141st ranked team in FIFA’s thoroughly discredited rankings. [...]

This was supposed to be the summer that all agents dreaded, European’s equivalent of Black Friday (note to FA: that’s a not a “choc ice” reference). Where the recession’s bite would see the rise of Wengerism and the shrinkage of sweeteners. All the omens were there. Roberto Mancini undigified shrieking at Brian Marwood, the cost-cutting on both sides of Milan, FC Franco haggling with Daniel [...]

The Fort McMurray Fury depart later this afternoon for our third round of games in the Edmonton elite league. Sadly, the bus doesn’t leave until after 4 p.m. local time, which means I must endure another round of park-the-bus stodginess from Woy’s boys. On the topic of the Three Lions, the quite brilliant Brian Phillips looks at [...]

It’s a pretty sedate Monday following a weekend dominated by international friendlies and frenetic spinning of tales in the rumour mills, facilitated by Twitter. It’s becoming ever harder to sift the real from the surreal as Twitter appears to be populated by people with too much time on their hands, many who are either socially dysfunctional, barely [...]

With the financial uncertainty looming all over Europe, given the results of the recent elections in France and Greece, it’s probably not terribly surprising that filthy lucre continues to dominate the headlines. Although it’s sort of ironic that most of Fleet Street’s finest are channeling their inner Chicken Littles to cluck omniously about debt loads [...]

It’s Day 5 of the anti-Woy jihad being conducted by Merseyside’s favourite red top and full marks for creativity. They doorstopped a few FC Hollywood favourites who knew nothing about the new manager, made some bland comments about their lack of knowledge and blew it into some Teutonic taunting about not choosing the wheeler dealer. [...]