Finding good football writing


For as long as there’s been football, there has been great football writing. Geoffrey Green (non-fiction) and Robin Jenkins (fiction) and Brian Glanville (both) and Hugh McIlvanney (the man who described George Best’s feet as being as sensitive as a pickpocket’s hands) to name a few of my favourites. Jonathan Wilson, a modern contemporary, is […]

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brisbane ROARS on the radio


On Friday 5 September, Geoff Woolcock of The Footy Almanac, Nicholas Turner from the Match Day Burger and I were on ABC 612 for an hour with Kelly Higgins-Devine talking about football. Well, we were talking about sports writing from a fan’s perspective, but I talked about football. A lot. Aye, that’s right. I was on […]

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Getting ti r e d e r


I’ve committed myself to writing about the 2012 European Championships on a daily basis. How hard can it be? There’s only work, a young family and the games start at 2 and 5am or there abouts. I try and sleep between the games or if its shite, I’ll have a wee snooze. Problem is there’s […]

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end of


Winter’s done, the wee yin’s football’s done. It’s grand final time on the telly. For a wee moment it felt like the doors werenae just closed to keep the cool, conditioned air in. So the end of season party in the park was awesome. The kids had a kickabout and we had cakes with green […]

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a moment of hair twirling


It’s the end of season break up barbie this saturday. Snags and bread and cakes and flasks of tea in the park. The wee yin’s first football season will be over. The final whistle blown (add other rubbish, cliched sporting analogies as you see fit). I’ll write the end of season report in its wake. […]

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A bad loss and a big win


The last two game reports have gone missing because I was marking papers. It was a massive effort last week. And then this week I got smashed with the flu. The matches, the first poorly and the second extravagantly good, seem to be sitting on the opposite end of my see saw. The away match […]

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