On this day, 70 years ago, Britain finally got the memo.
Strategising without spitting
After Celtic loses a domestic game, the usual emotional post-mortem naturally follows.
Paul Muldoon is family
I was leaning into the rain up the bóithrín when the Samsung tried to escape from my jacket.
A merchandising operation like no other?
The featured image comes from an email that landed in my inbox yesterday morning.
Day of remembrance and racism at Paradise
Last May, Hearts came to Celtic Park as nativism’s standard-bearers on Planet Fitba.
Lisboa on my mind
If you’re of a Celtic persuasion, then I reckon a reasonable approach for tonight’s match against Benfica is “brace for impact!”
England’s football pyramid has become a Jenga tower
When I read this report from the Independent Football Regulator (IFR), I immediately imagined the brilliant Steve Carell as Mark Baum in The Big Short.
The long road to equality
For the avoidance of doubt, the need for the Orange subculture to feed its supremacism craving hasn’t gone away, you know.
