“Fulham v Wigan? Well, you may as well go and paint the pantry, alphabetise your BBC Micro type-in games collection or ride your ostrich to Maastricht because that’s a certain draw right there.” But what if it wasn’t? What if certain individuals contrived to defy convention and each of this land’s ancient laws to manufacture…
Come on, you have to admit it’s hilarious. I’m still laughing four days later, and I’ll probably be chuckling about it in four years. Since it will be immortalised in [Insert ZZZ-list celebrity here]’s Xmas Crackers DVD compilation of crazy ‘cock’ ‘ups’, I can relive that moment in glorious slightly-above-standard-definition for as long as I…
Every now and then, we are reminded that football is part of the wider entertainment industry. For all the Bong fu going on at Tuesday night’s game, the man most seriously injured by the Battle of The New Den was Shaun Williams, who stubbed his toe on an advertising hoarding. Aha, those kids at school…
“Oooone ooof usss! Oooone oof usss!” Why is that the only thing I can remember from the various interviews and press conferences surrounding Gary Caldwell’s appointment as (temporary?) Wigan Athletic manager this week? At the risk of conjuring unsettling imagery from cult 1932 film Freaks, promoting from within seems a refreshing notion in light of…
So there it goes, Wigan time has expired. With Farmer Malky sent off to market for the final time, I suppose it’s back to the vast, featureless fields of peaceful obscurity they call League Un (not to be confused with that French league Andy Delort was farmed out to) for this small time intern- er,…
Nope, I ain’t gonna do it again. Just because Friday’s T’Classico is LIVE on BeeSkyBee’s frivolous Friday Night Football, I won’t stoop so low as to cart out the big Americanisation stereotypes, mainly because I reached the end of my US Commentator’s Idiom Dictionary shortly after Halloween. And please don’t ask me to start at…
Here’s a scary fact for you: Wigan Athletic have failed to beat Fulham since the first Halloween… or at least 2006, which amounts to the same thing considering my BBC Micro-esque short term memory. I am informed Emmerson Boyce was in the starting lineup that day, the only surviving member of the Latics squad for…
Bleh! Bleh! Velcom, vatchers, to PWU’s All Hallows’ Eve Special. Zis is me, ze one and only Vlad the Impala Sedan, ze North West’s answer to zat vampire dude from ze black and white vilms. And you can tell vrom my accent zat I am definitely vrom ze coffins of Transylvania and not zis pace…
Forget what happened in 2012, the Premier League season starts right here. All that has gone is mere preliminary for this, the second set of fixtures, the latter half of the campaign, the time when Wigan traditionally arrive on the scene to put themselves into contention for survival. Let’s get it on! *Rips open extra…
After doing the Bournemouth game to death in a previous on-location bonus episode, the Progress With Unity team pick any remaining rotting, maggot-ridden flesh from the bones of its corpse. It’s a lot more appealing than I just made it sound, I promise. Other, more light-hearted(?) topics of note include Mauro Boselli’s actual transfer fee…
For your delectation and delight, the latest episode of the fantastic Progress With Unity Podcast is now available to sample. Sadly I’m not in this one, so you’ll just have to pretend there’s some guy constantly chuckling and making inadvisable ‘jokes’. 😉 Or not, because it’s all the better for it. I like to stick…
It’s somewhat surprising to me that historically, Fulham at home hasn’t been a fruitful fixture for the mighty (though sometimes scrawny) Wigan Athletic. You see, usually we bear a grudge against teams we just haven’t been able to beat – Manchester United (of course), West Ham, Preston and so on. Ah, a statistical goldmine, that…