• John Motson Interviews Emily Dickinson
    Well, Emily, after last Saturday’s performance you have to admit that hope isn’t the thing with feathers – a parrot is. Hope is the Thing of Leather— That Nestles in the Goal— We Sing our Tunes, Belt out the Words— You’ll win Sweet F.A.— The current crisis at Anfield is similar to the one you […]
  • The Armband and the Eight
    You don’t need to see the armband to know who is the captain- it’s written all over him. His number is twice the value of his England shirt. Eight is a perfect cube, a Fibonacci number. Eight is a perfect power, the atomic number of oxygen: a magic number, a digit that bytes you to […]
  • Compatriot Games
    Come all you true Hibees, and sway while you sing. The love of Hibernian’s a powerful thing. We shout out our chants, praise our heroes by name: my countrymen playing compatriot games. My name’s Ian Hebrin, you might know my face. My home’s Easter Road, down in Albion Place. I’ve watched all my life, and […]
  • What I’d Do 500 Times
    When I wake up, well, I‘ll have a cup of tea and after that I think I’ll have an Irn Bru. When I go out, yeah, I’m gonna head for Leith, I’m gonna head out on the number 22. When I get drunk I’ll have all my mates with me because I always get drunk […]
  • Sweater From America
    When you go, please don’t send back a sweater from America. And please never turn back from Manhattan to Edinburgh. After the match the other day I spent my bus ride thinking about all the talent that’s drained away from my country and my local club- I wonder where they went to, and did they […]