IT’S BACK! For another cracker season in which another cracker title race will crown another cracker champion. And also eleven other teams will finish in the other eleven places with one being demoted from the league never to return. Nah, they can return. The rest is pretty accurate though. The…

I really got into this last year. Prior to that, I’d been checking in and out, but it was last season that really piqued my interest and made me a regular viewer of the competition. And heavens to Betsy, I was rewarded. I could highlight the very last minute as…

15th August, 1992 to the 15th August, 2022. The English Premier League. 330 goalkeepers. Thirty years on the button. Let’s have it. FACTS AND FIGURES CORRECT AS OF AUGUST 15th, 2022. 330. Nick Culkin — 1997–2002 — Manchester United 1 App (Sub) Here he is, the big bad boss at the bottom of the list. And it might be…

There’s something in the air down here. It sure as shit ain’t spreading from the top down, nah, it’s coming from the very depths, from the dirt, it’s whispering and it’s saying that it ain’t gonna lie down no more. That just because it’s on the floor does not mean…

Twenty teams go head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head-to-head once more as they compete for the highest honour in English football — to become Premier League Champions. Truly, the premiers off the land. And for me, I throw a little extra custard down for myself by challenging my own body to predict how it’s gonna…

I think you and I are destined to do this forever… As shadows and memories decorated Wembley stadium, England and Germany met once more to determine the best in the land. Sixteen teams had been whittled down to just these two, and it seems it was written in the stars…

Hovering halfway between hell and nowhere. Truly, limbo is a place to prove yourself, your last chance to ascend, or plummet to the depths from where many have risen, but from where a return is tricky to acquire. Not hell, no, quite the opposite, the National League. Of course, this…

Those dang final four. It feels elite. It doesn’t feel like there’s been any shortcuts. There’s something special in the air, and the closer that very thing we breathe gets to these four nations and the teams that represent them, the more intense it becomes. The semi-finals are the final…

Ah, League One, the paramour of many a cool hand this side, or the wrong side, of the tracks. A bastion of hopes and dreams unthreatened by a trapdoor to a bandied void, or a stepladder to eternal glory in the far-more public eye. …