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…
Now, I know what you shall think as you peruse Shoot Magazine‘s results section, chocolate biscuit in hand, and spot this afternoon’s scoreline: “A simple win for the FA Cup winners and Europa League contenders, and a second consecutive clean sheet to boot”. I know *I* would if I hadn’t seen it unfold with my…
Those expecting me to cart out the jokes will be sorely disappointed, since the only mildly humorous thing to originate from Belgium is Jean Claude Van Damme. And most would vigorously contest that potentially offensive statement. Not to worry, for there is surely a veritable goldmine of humour in Zulte Waregem… whom I hadn’t heard…
From outta nowhere springs a surprise podcast! In light of European commitments, Progress With Unity makes a welcome return some 24 hours earlier than its usual Thursday release. The whole situation has completely confused me as I keep thinking I’ll have to put the bins out for Friday morning, but shall refrain from doing so…
Greetings, o traveller! I see you survived your long and arduous journey to the Realm of the King on this fine afternoon. You are indeed courageous, yet at the same time foolish, for though we provide ample amenities (which sadly no longer include free Walkers crisps), our dedicated team of trained swordsmen shall see to…
Progress With Unity returns to its old haunt, The Springfield Hotel, for a wet September preview edition of its award-winning* podcast. In the absence of domestic football to comment on, the team rattle through their well-worn stand-up routines with ‘fair to middling’ references to a variety of tenuous topics. Or at least *I* used it…
Good morning! Hi, how aah youu? This iz me, Ahhnuld Schwarz- er… Paul Scharner, guest presenting this JWAW Progress With Unity update. Today’s episode centres around yours truly, Paul Scharner, retiring from all forms of football and how I am the greatest player Wigan Athletic haz ever known, gahahah! Whaat, they talked about udder stuff…
Phew, third home game in a row. I haven’t even had to change out of my slippers for two weeks – you’d think it was my birthday or something. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention it *was* my birthday recently, so that decidedly weak attempt at ‘humour’ probably won’t make any sense to you whatsoever….