What with inflation due to the amount of two pence pieces lost behind sofas, there isn’t an awful lot of quality product five quid can buy you in this day and age. You could invest in 254 shares of my ailing stock market project, JWAWDAQ, or perhaps a six hundredth of a Vauxhall Corsa. Without…
Catch up on housework, lick a few stamps, iron the odd handkerchief – Thursdays used to be so incredibly boring. But for one year only*, we are blessed with more midweek football than one can feasibly keep track of without a Filofax. Thank goodness I don’t have to retrieve the ironing board from the attic…
~ PWU Episode 60 JWAW Agenda. ~ In the first paragraph I will introduce this particular episode of the podcast, probably with some ‘witty’ or cynical comment because I ran out of relevant humorous quips and topics for discussion precisely five years ago. In this paragraph I shall uncomfortably stutter my way through a joke…
Please excuse me if I seem a tad cranky today as I am not used to getting up before noon for the sake of a football match, even if this particular contest *was* taking place in the Fish and Chip Capital of the North. No amount of battered pollock (the cod quotas were exhausted, allegedly)…
*Monotonic A-Team ringtone* What’s that, Chief O’Riley? The fiendish International Fixtures Man has been truncating the domestic calendar for those involved in Europa Cup ties again? This looks like a job for… the Affectionate Sarcasm Crew! No, Obscure References Man, you can’t be involved in this one. Stay here and sort our Doctor Who DVD…
Be it for reasons good or bad, there is one name that seems to crop up week after week on the Progress With Unity Podcast. I’m not talkin’ ’bout Mr Ref Ree, whomever he may be, I’m talking ’bout Jeen. Or to be more precise, Shortsman‘s preferred left wing utility player Jean Beausejour – and…
At some point this afternoon, the subject of excitable commentators became relevant. When it comes to Wigan Athletic, you can’t have such a conversation without wondering where the man with the perpetually lost voice, Matt McCann, might be today. Someone suggested he was last seen in a back office job at Liverpool, which is a…
The older generation often speak of games that live long in their memory, untinged by the passage of years. The younger generation generally speak of Big Brother, but we’re not here to offer damning indictments of society, at least not today. In the spirit of the very manager that guided Wigan to this competition, I…
Important notice: Alcoholic beverages are banned from this blog post under Europa League regulations. In addition, for the duration of Wigan’s time in the competition, this website will also be renamed ‘The (Unofficial) Wigan Athletic Moan Centre‘ to conform with sponsorship guidelines. I’m joking, of course. JWAW exists outside the official ‘bubble’ so I can…
What’s this, a 3pm Saturday kickoff? I haven’t seen one of those since the TV-less bad old days of shin-splitting leather balls and sellotape crossbars. Yes, such things did exist long before employers were shelling out £77million for someone to sit on a centrally heated glorified car seat to watch other, more expensive players lose…
In the midsts of the latest Latics injury mini-crisis, PWU fields a full squad of eight for a whirlwind look back on another historic week of football. But it isn’t just the players feeling the effects, as at least one member of the team admits to attending the recording with a devilish travel hangover. Hey,…
Trudging over the bridge to the ticket office on Monday, I happened across a squadron of motorcyclists whizzing between some traffic cones strewn haphazardly across the overflow car park. Disgusted at this blatant misuse of club property, I shouted ‘learn to drive!’ in nobody’s general direction. The response was swift and cutting: “we *are* learning…