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…

Gleeds Fest

It’s been best weekend yours truly’s experienced for many a year. Leeds United’s promotion as champions to the Premiership, along with the successful relocation of an orange blossom bush in the garden (I celebrate in eccentric ways) sent GJ Strachan’s euphoria levels sky rocketing. To clarify, relocating a garden shrub doesn’t really impart me with…

Bring Out The Bielsa Seltzer!

Today, the sun looks down on me both figuratively and metaphorically. Not only are solar rays paying a welcome visit, but the gravy consequential from yesterday’s confirmation of Leeds United as champions has reinvigorated my mood to a plateau not tarried for many a year. Euphoria’s an infrequent visitor to GJ Strachan’s over-analysing mind. For…

Comienza El Autobus!

“Start the bus”, or “Comienza el autobus” as team coach Marcello Bielsa may exclaim. Whisper it quietly but, following a torrid sixteen year absence from the Premiership, Leeds United are back!…… They promise to wipe their feet prior to entering the footballing promised land; and hopefully a few of the West Yorkshire club’s opponents. Prior…

Off The Scale Tension

Sunday witnessed a productive few hours from yours truly. It’s watch seeing a much needed garden maintenance shift, scribing of a narrative, the cooking of dinner, along with creating my 44th self-published book. The latter created, ordered, scheduled for printing and due for delivery by next week’s conclusion. In the afternoon, my blood pressure meds…

Big Jack

Saturday reveille brought in it’s wake the melancholic news another of my boyhood footballing idols had passed. Jack Charlton becoming the third Leeds United legend to’ve died in just a matter of months. The one club footballer, who for nigh on two decades represented the club with distinction in on over 700 games, joining recently…

Coco Bites Your Legs!

Yesterday evening, I’d another game of football with my lab/retriever buddy Coco; on this occasion, though, our contest played out on the back lawn. The additional space afforded to Cokes compared to the recent indoor game, of which I penned in Match Of The Day, seemingly adding a more competitive edge to the canine’s match tactics….