So, as it usually does, jumping on the Bandwagon has paid off. But the real question, as posed to me last night by editor-in-chief Dave Edwards, is how do I feel now? I feel good. Not ecstatic, mind you, but satisfied. If the Newcastle Knights or Essendon Bombers had won the premiership, or indeed the…
Read More Life on the Bandwagon: Part IIAlessandro Del Piero is saying ciao to Australia, and not in the ironic Double Bay wannabe-cosmopolitan way. He’s genuinely Italian, and that’s how they say goodbye. As far as I am concerned, only European people should use the word. I won’t stand for hairdressers and yuppies throwing “ciaos” out like they’re hopping onto their vespas and shooting-off…
Read More Old Yet Gifted Italian Footballer Paradoxically Confirms Australia’s Status as a Footballing BackwaterFor those who have seen the movie In Bruges, starring Colin Farrell and that weird looking dude* whose name escapes me but whom I quite like (and could Google, but can’t be arsed), you may remember a scene where said weird looking dude explains the Catholic notion of purgatory to the sweet-hearted, but ultimately damned,…
Read More Spurned! The Unbearable Lightness Of Being A Tottenham Fan1969 was a watershed year. Richard Nixon became President of the USA, man landed on the moon and schoolboys the world over giggled every time they wrote down the date. It was also the year Rupert Murdoch purchased the News of the World. It wasn’t all plain sailing for Rupert at the beginning. Before he became…
Read More Summer Scandals Are The NRL’s Equivalent to European Football’s Transfer Window And Should Be Embraced As SuchAt the moment the Socceroos are at rock bottom. They are like Robert Downey Jnr during those years when he took heaps of drugs and lived in a rehab facility. They are broken, destitute and down on their luck. They want to crash on your couch for a couple of days. Maybe borrow a couple…
Read More The Socceroos are Junk Bonds