Kane & Fable

Regular readers of my blogs may, or may not, be aware that I’m a regular listener to talkSport…… Actually, thinking about it, you don’t have to a regular reader to may or may not know…… It’s binary, so it goes without saying you either know or you don’t…….. Anyhow, in digress…… Listening to talkSport means…

Hypocrisy

Yesterday teatime, while yours truly hovered over the bbq grill listening to talkSport on the radio, the serenity of my soul was soured by an item relating to England football fans. In particular a description of one England fan’s behaviour before, during and after England’s Euro 2020 final game with Italy. Incidentally, when saying hovering…

Without A Thought

Like a weeping trench foot infection, this Sunday a less salubrious side of my nations social zeitgeist oozed toxically during England failure to secure the Euro 2020 trophy. Supporters behaviour providing evidence, if any were needed, of the ‘without thought for others’ culture flowing through a section of misguided Englanders veins. Before proceeding yours truly…

Treasonous?!

My prevailing knee ligament injury still doggedly refuses to afford me pain free days. This limb trauma, although no longer bestowing acute pain of the initial post-strain days, seemingly determined to persist with imparting me with tendon discomfort. Consequently, although not as pronounced, my limp continues unabated. Thankfully, though, my hobble isn’t severe enough to…

Reclaiming The Ensign?

I begin this prose with a woolly head, consequential of yesterday evening’s celebrations following England’s progression to the final of Euro 2020. A hard fought victory over Denmark, setting up a game with Italy on Sunday to secure European football champions bragging rights. National fever born from Gareth Southgate’s boys’ achievement seemingly a catalyst to…

Kane Is Able

Despite football fever gripping the nation following England’s progression into Euro 2020’s semi-finals, I remain indifferent about the whole jingoist odyssey. This tempering of euphoria borne from 50 years experience living with England flattering to deceive in tournament football, middle-age apathy about a game I’ve loved all my life, along with prevailing low mood manifesting…

Goodbye To Another Hero

Indelibly etched on GJ Strachan’s life canvas is the verve resultant from 1960’s/70’s football commentator David Coleman exclaiming “Lorimer. One-nil!” A regular childhood soundscape heard as a Leeds United number seven Peter Lorimer power driver thundered into an opponents net. The ball striking the netting with such ferocity that if the crowd roar hadn’t have…

At Sixes & Sevens

I’ve just returned from a much needed odyssey to the barbers, where I underwent my third haircut on Planet COVID. As a pathogen protection strategy, the episode performed with both barber and I wearing face masks. The presence of visage coverings resulted in the traditional stylist/customer banter playing out with muffled tones similar to those…

Stoke Sainsbury’s Sausage Sale

A few days back, accompanied by the soundscape of a talkSport interview with excitable veteran football commentator John Motson, I couldn’t help but notice Motty’s dentures didn’t appear as secure as usual. This conclusion reached from the former auntie Beeb stalwart whistling kettle-like upon utilising words containing the letter ‘s’. Intrigued by this tooting, I tweeted…