LIVERPOOL: IT AIN’T OVER UNTIL IT’S OVER

LIVERPOOL: IT AIN’T OVER UNTIL IT’S OVER

I HAVE a tendency to speak – and indeed write – before I think. I find this to be one of my more endearing traits, but I can understand there may be others who disagree. Somewhere in the city there is a man named Mongoose – he has a real name but...
LIVERPOOL: AWAY WE GO AGAIN

LIVERPOOL: AWAY WE GO AGAIN

THAT was a week when everything deviated away from the idea that this wild ride of a football season was all about us. How no-one else mattered, how no-one else was relevant. Jose Mourinho made himself very relevant. He used all the dirtiest tricks at his disposal....
CRYSTAL PALACE: THE 9-0

CRYSTAL PALACE: THE 9-0

IT’S shortly before 10am on Wednesday and I’m parked up on a motorway bridge in Skelmersdale waiting for a man I’ve never met to turn up in a Vectra; I’m yet to work as a drug dealer but it felt like I was doing a deal. How did it come to this? It should have been...