Mr. McGregor, our history teacher, keeps a list of the codes that will unlock his future ― 1057 – Macbeth at Lumphanan – are the digits that turn his burglar alarm on. 1314 – Bannockburn. Stirling v Sterling was a turning point around which the cogs of his bike lock go whirling. 1513 – The […]
First, you need a pen. But in order to get one you’ll have to go down in the box that you keep them in. Next, you’ll need paper. Not the back of that fag packet that you scribbled next Saturday’s team on, no― throw it away! In fact, throw away all those mucky scraps you […]
What if the ball was ballooned, coming off a Keane penalty that he skied— hitting twenty parrots? and if the poor sick parrots got hold of it, if it took them over the moon, why they’d go up higher than stands and terraces and floodlights: go sailing away and away into a Keane city which […]
Who’s that bloke in the dugout? I’m sure I’ve seen him before… those glasses, the hair, that Devil- may-care insouciance of his grin, but is it he, is it he, is it Him? He looks like a normal bloke, but not quite Normal enough… he might think himself a bit Special, it’s time to call […]
a new arena for the old football poets- Chinese takeover?