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 […]Read more "Finding good football writing"
As well as playing and training for Chelsea (for the vast majority of his career), Manchester City (one season), and New York City (The US arm of Man City’s operations (we have Melbourne City in Aus)) and of course all his work with the England, Frank Lampard has penned a series of football novels for […]Read more "The Magic of fiction and Frank Lampard"
Read at a time stories when Sepp Blatter feared entering the US in case the FBI collared him, Match-Fixer, Neil Humphreys’ 2009 novel offered a sharp reminder of the potential power of sports fiction. You could argue, it’s become sharper still as we watch el diablo Blatter crouch, wait for his moment to withdraw his resignation, and pounce on […]Read more "Match Fixer – not a football novel."
Aye, its been a while. But I’ve been reading and working and gardening and its time to get back to the writing. The project I had intended to work on this year, brisbaneroars, the Brisbane Roar collective narrative history was cut short. Initially I was going to blame a shortage of steam or time for […]Read more "Football fiction – a return to the blogs intent"
It’s a curious thing. Every time I think about football I think of something do to with writing. Whether this is natural phenomena or a conditioned response, I gonna blame my PhD. I’ve just written a new football blog post… you can look at it here. It’s a fairly blunt evaluation of some of the […]Read more "The times they should be changing"
Scottish football referees are sponsored by Specsavers, the nations most popular opticians. It’s brilliant. Owning the problem of their short-sightedness is clever, humorous and lucrative. Recently though an SPL referee, having owned up to lying about his reversal of a fair decision to his supervisor and the affected Club (who asked for clarification about said […]Read more "the wonderful world of Scottish football"
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 […]Read more "end of"
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. […]Read more "a moment of hair twirling"
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 […]Read more "A bad loss and a big win"
The wee yin’s fitba was cancelled. The other team (the weakest) decided a wee bit of rain was too much. So we had a knock about. Though only after the kids had chased each other round the park for twenty minutes because I forgot the equipment. I made amends by providing the funds for team […]Read more "A real win"