• when England take on Switzerland who cares if we still have no plan there are no dreaded warning signs we’ve played them twenty seven times how could we ever be undone we haven’t lost since ‘81 a well-trained dog is all we need to teach us how to hold a lead so let’s relax it […]
  • exhausted watching you again all through the years in sun and rain from giant screens to my front room with no-one else to share the gloom the hope that never disappears the sheer frustration and the tears the last few kicks in all those games when we were knocked out once again as we watched […]
  • ev’ry two or four years we miraculously find ourselves here in that oh so ‘English’ recurring semi-hopeful way subjected to watching England at tournaments usually on a screen sometimes it feels like being at some huge month long festival in another country where you find yourself soaked in blind faith strangely invested again in an […]
  • Scots dream over now Tartan fire is not enough finishing is all
  • a poet can’t find words sometimes the words refuse to flow like writer’s block where chances no longer come or go what is it with our country are we surprised to see so many fans to help us on it sure ain’t new to me ? the weight of expectation the anthems and the chants […]