Taking The Piss Out Of The FA Cup

The slow burning feeling that football is set to turn into little than a reality TV show has been growing over the last few years. Whether through Setanta invading the dressing rooms before, during and after matches or Ebbsfleet United and the ongoing row over whether...

Bordering On The Ridiculous

In the olden days, managers either resigned, or they were sacked. There was something noble about the resignation of a football manager. The admission that they weren’t quite up to the job. The falling on the sword in order to spare the greater dignity of The...

Find Out What It Means To Me

Joe Kinnear, one suspects, has been out of football for too long. If he hadn’t been, he wouldn’t have been as completely unaware of the FA’s much publicised “Respect” campaign, and could have save himself a journey from Newcastle down to...

Living Vicariously Through The FA Cup

As I hurtle unstoppably towards my late thirties, I tend to find that there is less and less to look forward to. Birthdays long ago became a cause for reflection and with an ever increasing desire to be able to say, “Whoaah! No more of these! Can’t we just...