Has the magic gone?
Quick story: in 1958 my family moved to lively Nottingham from sleepy Kent (where they didn’t do football – still don’t). My NZ rugby-schooled father steeled himself and took me…
Quick story: in 1958 my family moved to lively Nottingham from sleepy Kent (where they didn’t do football – still don’t). My NZ rugby-schooled father steeled himself and took me…
All hail the Ginger Mourinho for trying to stop the Premier League title race becoming boring, and at the same time proving Chelsea are mortal. Sean Dyche has learnt, second…
Oh, the things that give me pleasure about football – the Beautiful Game throws up such wonderfully unexpected and entertaining curved balls (who has?) – and it never fails to…