PRE-SEASON? I’LL BE GONE TILL MID-AUGUST

PRE-SEASON? I’LL BE GONE TILL MID-AUGUST

I’M channelling Wyclef Jean’s Gone Till November. More precisely, Wyclef Jean’s Gone Till November as performed in a karaoke bar somewhere on the Greek island of Kos – a good decade and a half or so ago – by a monotone/tone deaf Scandinavian surfer dude. It was...
THE SUMMER OFF (WE GO AGAIN)

THE SUMMER OFF (WE GO AGAIN)

IT WASN’T always this way, but I enjoy the end of a season these days. Maybe it’s age or the effect of non-football life washing over me, but I’m glad of the rest. People often draw the analogy of your club being akin to a high-maintenance girlfriend...