Category: The Ball
It is a small piece of received wisdom that when a major sporting event ends, there is a small power surge as millions of homes put the kettle on in order to make a...
For many people, major sports tournaments are the only occasion that national anthems are heard. These peculiar tunes have become a genre of their own, transcending the mere hymns that many of them were in first place, and they range from the gloriously uplifting to mournful dirges. The selection of words has, in many countries, brought about national debate that has been all-encompassing. In the case of Spain, it was decided that it would probably be for the best just to not bother having any for the sake of national unity.
Some ill-advised comments made by the Celtic chairman John Reid at last year’s club AGM may now be coming back to haunt him, as rivals Rangers seem to be coasting to a Scottish Premier...
Newcastle United go into this afternoon’s Tyne-Tees derby match at Middlesbrough in reasonably rude health on the pitch, but this has meant that the club’s management has started to make public pronouncements about how great they are doing.
Cambridge United of the Blue Square Premier face a battle to save their home, The Abbey Stadium. They have asked us to post this on here to highlight their current position and we are only too happy to do so.
The Champions League match between Manchester United and Milan had been punctuated by what are now starting to become familiar images. The green and gold gold scarves and the “Love United Hate Glazer” flags...
It’s springtime, so discussion has started again about how to make the game in Scotland more exciting but, as Gavin Saxton reports, none of those that are being put forward are likely to do much about the two or three elephants that live in the room that is Scottish football.
This week’s episode of Shit Shot Mungo deals with the aftermath of what has come to be “Nutsgate”, wrestles the tricky situation of Heart of Clackmannanshirebeing so far adrift at the bottom of the SPL table that they can only be seen with binoculars and also features the welcome return of the chairman, Sir Roddy Bulbs.
A million miles removed from the opulent lives of the millionaire players and the neatly coiffured executives, the reality of Portsmouth’s financial desperation came home to roost. It didn’t, however, come home to roost for those that can afford it or those that are to blame for this whole sorry mess in which they find themselves.