United We Stand

Well, there was a moderately interesting weekend of football played over the last couple of days, but I rather think that the novelty of friendlies has worn off, and I’m starting to get impatient for the full season to get under way. In the friendlies, Manchester United came a bit of a cropper by going [...]

Single European Currency

Well, the English interest in the European Cup began in earnest this morning, when Liverpool and Arsenal got their draws in the European Cup (“Champions League”, my arse) third qualifying round. Both of them should, theoretically, sail through, though Liverpool’s players and supporters have justified reasons to be more than a little bit nervous at [...]

A Stirling Performance

My various rantings on Scottish football have probably been boring all you bar one person all week (and there’s every chance that they’re boring him too), but I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to give a mention to East Stirlingshire – possibly the worst team in the history of British senior football. This is a [...]

A Few Thoughts Before I Go To Bed

With all this getting needlessly over-excited about the forthcoming Scottish league season (and I don’t really know where that came from), I feel rather as if I’ve neglected this week’s news highlights, and it’s been rather a peculiar week, news-wise. First up, Liverpool have acquired Birmingham’s enfant terrible, Jermaine Pennant, for £6m. Having already snapped [...]

Say Hi-Hi To Your Mom

I thought I’d continue with my Caledonian theme, what with the Scottish League starting this weekend and everything. The plight of East Stirlingshire to follow tomorrow (or maybe later tonight), but tonight I’d thought I’d focus on Glasgow’s long-forgotten “third” club (and I say this in full knowledge of the existence of Partick Thistle): Third [...]

Who Are They?

Was there ever a more ridiculous advert than the Milk Council’s “Accrington Stanley” one of the mid-1980s? “Accrington Stanley?”, bellowed a dreadful little Scouse kid, apparently spurred on By Ian Rush, “Who are they?”. “Exactly!”, spat his equally obnoxious little friend. I know that it was all just a joke, made partly because of Stanley’s [...]

Too Orangey For Popes

When I got in from work this evening, I sat down and watched the somewhat infamous Rangers-Celtic derby match from 1987. As I said yesterday, this watch something that I’d been delighted to find in order to download. It’s a match that has gone down in history as one of the most ill-tempered in the [...]

Sunday Sunday

Apart from watching a torpid five minutes of Celtic-Everton on Channel 5 this afternoon, I’ve had a relatively football-free weekend. This is what the end of July should be like. A bit of golf on the television, enough cheap Tequila last night to floor an elephant. Lazy days indeed. A time to feel footloose and [...]

A Friendly Word

First up, we passed 10,000 visitors yesterday. So, thank you for stopping by (again). The new season starts next week in Scotland, and I daresay that there’ll be a full preview of that on here at some point over the next seven days (unless I can find someone to write it for he it’ll have [...]

Coke Is The Real Thing

So, Shaun Newton… busted. The biggest surprise of the whole story to me wasn’t that he’d been caught having taken the old Bolivian Marching Powder, rather that he was playing at West Ham when he was. Most Wolves fans will tell you that he spent much of his time at Molineux as if under the [...]