
Ah, December… have you noticed how there aren’t many songs about December? November Rain, yes, and obviously Maggie May, but not so many about December. Some may say this is because all the December songs are in fact Christmas songs, but those are so awful they don’t warrant contemplation. (I could ruin your morning just […]

Well, it’s been nearly fifty days since Avram settled into the manager’s overcoat at the Bridge and for the best part of that time I’ve been mostly holding my tongue. Partly because I’d been abroad, partly because (even though she’s no bigger than a large bag of sand) I caught a hideous cold off my […]

Not four days before the shock dismissal of Mourinho I was sitting having a drink and discussing the rather unfortunate state of affairs surrounding Martin Jol. “Poor Jol, (I was saying) a coupe of duff results, a couple of rough decisions and now the press are stating with certainty that he’s for the sack”.
Of course, […]

“I can’t believe the news today. I want to close my eyes and make it go away.”
Okay, perhaps Bono’s lyrics addressed something a little more sinister than the news that radiates from the Ceefax screen in front of me now, but these things are relative, and besides, for surprise value I’d say the lyrics are […]

Who would have thought it? Just when the backs were against the wall, when other teams were playing well and earning points to pull them up the league table, just when things were looking disastrous and a positive result was absolutely essential, Ramprakash and Butcher team up to score two centuries and see Surrey crush […]

Well, it’d been a tough week. It’s never good when you walk out into the street on a sunny Monday morning to find your car door wrenched open and all your aquadrops (apple flavour) stolen, but then sometimes life throws you curveballs like that just to see how you respond.
On the plus side, I told […]

They say never write when you’re angry. Apparently you’re more prone to spelling mistakes such as, say, accidentally writing ’scouser’ as ’swine-faced mule’, or grammatical mistakes such as failing to make the subtle distinction between the sentences ‘we lost on penalties at Anfield’ and ‘they grind up babies to make sausages in Liverpool’. But you […]

I don’t know about you, but a little part of me died when Sheva missed that sitter between the posts against Blackburn. Like a father watching his son playing in a school game, there was a realisation that said in no uncertain terms, ‘well, I don’t think we can rely on him to provide our […]