I have just spent the last few hours wandering through the French language site: The Vintage Football Club, which like F&M does as it says on the tin. With the amount of content they have it’s easy to get lost but you end up discovering many new treasures…
El Clásico
(With apologies to the Bard) Two teams, both alike in dignity, In fair España, where we lay our scene…
I’m Looking At The Man In The Middle (Again)
Last summer I took a look at those doing the impossible job. That of being a referee.
This subject has come up again in Scotland because of some reactions and attitudes towards the match officials.
The Faux Internationals
I’ve only just noticed that there’s some international friendlies being played midweek. As usual they are a pointless waste of time that will mean nothing to anybody. Because the are not proper competitive qualifiers I’m calling them faux friendlies…
Fila Brazillia And More
It was thanks to A North Country Bhoy who got me out of a funk and into a samba beat…
“I’m Volunteering, Jeff!”
I wrote something previously about Kammy, but as you know he’s always worth another mention…
Scully
You remember Franny Scully don’t you ? Around 1984 this was…. He was obsessed with playing for Liverpool and imagined that he talked to Kenny Dalglish all the time.