Aww, is 2013 *really* over now? I didn’t want Wigan’s glorious FA Cup winning year to end. Hmm, this is far too positive, so let me rewind that statement… Unintelligible backmasked speech: Ckkt… [Satan has a smelly bottom] Pshhkt. [Turn me on, dead man] *Click* Ahem. Good flipping riddance to 2013, the year Wigan Athletic…
Thanks to the ever-growing pile of hate mail accumulating in my dog’s bed, I am once again forced to apologise, this time for my vaguely scatological assessment of the other weekend’s footballing events. I now understand this ain’t no Saturday morning kids’ TV show, so the cheap and thoroughly disgusting toilet humour must cease. By…
Wigan is an unsettling place for 365 days of the Earth year, but it must be particularly disturbing to land in the town centre on this, of all our pre-designated 24-hour clusters. Forget that Doctor Who Christmas special, this moderately-sized town somewhere round the backside of Ince-in-Makerfield is the genuine extraterrestrial multicultural epicentre of the…
In the past, we at the PWU Podcast have been accused of misreporting in the interests of bias and humour, and rightly so. ‘Play-by-play’ parrots are the past, opinionated nonsense shall soon be the accepted norm and the Daily Sport (namecheck not entirely intentional) will overtake the Mail as the discerning Briton’s mainstream media outlet…
My goodness, this Championship campaign has been so action-packed I’ve almost forgotten the Premier League exists. There were so many fallow periods last season that we had to make do with poxy Man City v Liverpool weekday matches with their bog standard quality of football and £30m+ players. No such nonsense this year, for we…
Uh oh, match abandoned? This has never happened on JWAW before, what do we do? Quickly, Dave, cut to the test card of Owen Coyle with the chalkboard girl! I’ll run down to our archives and grab a randomly selected episode of Ray Mears’ Bushcraft. What do you mean we can’t afford it? Crumbs, pass…
Three short weeks ago, I was promoting this game as the Owen Coyle Festive Reunion Special, but I didn’t count on Father Davemas’ infamous impatience. I do admit it fills me with great satisfaction to hear Bolton’s chants of ‘we told you he was poop’ (*certain words censored to protect young eyes) as opposed to…
A drunken sage once claimed that history is ‘more or less bunk’. Seeing as he was in the Springfield at the time, I’m fairly sure he was referring to football and its obsession with the present day. Case in point: Maribor v Latics. Potentially Wigan’s final European game for a long time, with progression to…
Progress With Unity toasts its second new manager in the usual fashion – with a pint in the Springfield. Yep, after last week’s torrent of criticism aimed in the general direction of that bloke we’ve already forgotten about, the team have been unceremoniously banned from their usual Book Cycle studios! Don’t worry, much like… [insert…
So the Coyle experiment is over, but at what cost? Forget that horrendous run of results, it’s the veritable pigeon’s banquet of Krispy Kreme doughnut crumbs spread across the DW upholstery like a light sprinkling of snow we should worry about. Very seasonal, but a pain to remove without a whole DIY store of jet…
Question: What does it take for Progress With Unity‘s latent anti-Coyle sentiment to emerge? Answer: Three straight losses and an instant sacking. Never has so much vitriol been directed at an individual since the Head of Pies on the DW concourse decided to replace their Poole’s stock with Holland’s. Blasphemy! Apparently we never wanted him,…
So yeah, did something happen? Like James Perch and Jean Beausejour on Sunday (allegedly), Shortsman is conspicuous by his extended absence, almost as if he has quit or something. *Checks Twitter* Oh, dear. Owen Coyle was obviously an avid reader of that there JWAW abomination – I, too, would quickly tender my resignation if some…