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It was a time for new heroes. A time for previously vilified blunderers and largely unheralded strike partners to rise through the ranks of comfortable mediocrity to instant fanboy fodder. A time for legendary knights of lore to return from exile in deepest Lancastria, softening the hardest of conscientious objectors. A time to stick a…
Surprise! I bet you never expected the PWU team to organise something as large scale as an Emmerson Boyce tribute night at the North Stand Marquee. There again, it’s really just a slightly expanded podcast… with 500 attendees and added celebrity guests. And of course, the big man himself, the Barbadian international legend, the Joseph’s…
(Well, Tuesday, seeing as this didn’t publish on time…) It’s a weird feeling, you know. To come face to face with the final game of the season and have naught but a McFastFood ‘luncheon’ and pride in the Wigan Athletic shorts to play for. When you know you’re to meet a gristly end involving severely…
Ah, cheer up! Far better teams than Wigan Athletic have slipped through the divisions after tasting the sweetest of glories – remember when Manchester United completely vanished, only to re-appear at the bottom of the league ladder? Wait, waddaya mean that was FC United, a completely different team? So you’re saying Man United still exist?…
Before you boot up this week’s edition of the Progress With Unity Podcast, I must warn you to perform a 25-point check of your home/place of work/the bus you are travelling on right now. Ensure all windows and doors are firmly closed and that no fragile glassware or small animals are in earshot, because regardless…
At approximately 3am this morning, I awoke with a start screaming “Delort, nooo!” Although it might seem unusual coming from President of the Happy Clappy Club Wigan branch, I promise you it’s true – the neighbours will not only confirm this, but also the precise time they were cruelly disturbed. International breaks could only mask…
Pay no attention to that suspicious bulge that makes the PWU rug look a bit like Santa’s ever-growing pre-Xmas sack. It certainly is *not* the plans for an open forum we attempted to sweep from public view… that discarded paperwork is simply a year’s worth of travel receipts to Beech Hill Book Cycle. But next…