A football club’s “identity” is something that is treasured by its followers. It describes what the club stands for, their ethos, who they represent and how they are perceived by others. Football clubs are built and nurtured by communities who take pride in supporting a team that is representative of them and theirs. Traditionally that… Keep Reading
View image | gettyimages.com I was driving in my car today, listening to the radio, and Coldplay’s “The Scientist” was playing. The line “Nobody said it was easy, but no one ever said it would be so hard….” got me thinking about the struggles two very different managers have had while trying to take… Keep Reading
Originally written on 07/01/13 Football fans have very short memories, don’t they? By our very nature, we are a fickle old bunch. By in large, being a football fan seems to be an extended sequence of knee-jerk reactions one after another. And, if something happened last season, it might as well not have happened, because… Keep Reading
I’m not really the doom mongering type. I prefer to try to see the silver lining among the dark clouds, to eat and enjoy the un-burnt bits of pizza, to see the nice personality inside the ugly bird. As a football fan I think it’s healthier to be an optimist. It’s much more fun than… Keep Reading
United’s newly assembled “Manclacticos” squad has been described as ‘unbalanced’ and ‘top heavy’ by pundits and fans alike. The analysis is correct and the diagnosis accurate. United’s glittering array of attacking talent is massively hamstrung by a sub standard defensive platform, made up of brittle players both mentally and physically. Instead of a backline… Keep Reading
Liverpool and United, United and Liverpool, Scousers and Mancs, welfare sponsored dole dependent bin-dippers, and the scum. They just don’t like each other do they? Do they? Even though they are often the closest of friends, often even bonded by blood, fans of Manchester United and Liverpool Football Club can’t stand to be in each… Keep Reading
It only took us around an hour to get from Cheshire Oaks to Old Trafford and the bus parked about 5 minutes walk from the stadium in an industrial park. It was nearly four hours to kick off and that sounds like an awful lot of time to kill, but in reality this part of… Keep Reading
My day started at 4.00AM last Wednesday morning. Rolling out of the comfiest bed in the universe, it took me several attempts to switch off the alarm on my phone, as it always does, and I sat un-moving on the side of my bed, head in hands, overcome by that weird feeling you get… Keep Reading
