“Friday night game? Wooh yeah, extended weekend!” But when King Wozzer emerged from that three-day break, one glimpse of the Daily Fail shot a large wad of chewing gum straight down his oesphagus and right through his colon. It wouldn’t be so weird for *all* your nearest rivals to win – if you were chasing…
“An away draw is worth 30,000 Championship points. And free pie and peas at half time.” …So goes the Ancient Wiganese proverb, the revered Law of the Beamback. Though this may at first seem erroneous, Statman’s trusty exercise book seems to indicate that ‘beamed back’ Latics matches are three and a half times as tough…
Thank you, thank you all! We had so many positive comments about last week’s guest appearance from the resident Book Cycle fax machine that we’ve booked the human telephone for later in the season. And just to translate the previous paragraph, that ‘fax machine’ interference was actually down to a mystery panellist forgetting to turn…
Help, Mummy, I can’t cope with all this change! A new manager, a new chairman, new board members, new soup for sale in the concourse… agh! Can we have Carl Bradshaw and Stuart Barlow back, please? And a coffee-fuelled Matt McCann screaming over the top of a teletext feed of the game… but only in…
These days, PWU could easily stand for ‘Philosophical Wibbling Unchained’, what with all the high class ‘banter’ being thrown around like a Wellington full of jam at a village fête. The Book Cycle is becoming like an exclusive golf club for bitter, moaning northerners lamenting the demise of decent football at the DW Stadium. Except…
Wake up, JWAW, you’re dreaming again. It’s not 2013, and it’s not 2010. You’re not sat in London cheering a Ben Watson header, you’re not watching Maloney put Man U through the shredder. You’re stuck in Wigan on a bitter December afternoon contemplating a loss to flippin’ Sheffield Wednesday. You can tell I’m a Wigan…
It can’t have escaped your attention that the first week of Decembermas has brought the inevitable influx of seasonal films and television advertisements, which kind of sucks for those of us hoping to leave Christmas shopping until 23 December… 2015. Look, who are you, my mother? Stop reminding me that people need various gift wrapped…
Why did we ever doubt it? Once again, Latics are punching (and in some cases kicking, but the less said of that the better) their way to a respectable position considering a season of largely average results. Sticking with the weather theme, it’s a bit like staying inside with a cup of cocoa while neighbours…
Don’t you just love the British weather? In preparation for Wigan’s first Premier League match post-vernal equinox, I bought in three crates of ice cream to keep cool on the toasty warm East Stand. But instead of worrying how I might sneak them past the turnstile stewards, I was left with three solid blocks of…
With no Latics game to discuss/moan about, the Progress With Unity team are in buoyant, upbeat mood ahead of another ‘big game’ of cliché proportions. Savour the atmosphere, for I doubt you will hear jokes as good as this until Wigan are mathematically safe and/or in possession the FA Cup. And I’m not entirely sure…
As the predicted end of all human civilisation –henceforth to be known as ‘The Massacre of the DW‘– rapidly approaches, the Progress With Unity team reconvene to scrutinise another slightly disappointing weekend over a Christmas whisky or two. Spirits are quickly raised, however, by breaking news that the Boxing Day bananas will be allowed entry…
It’s been a busy week of community engagements for Latics. The past seven days have seen the squad embark upon its traditional seasonal school and hospital visits, as well as a pre-Christmas book signing to launch Keeping The Faith. But it wasn’t the freezing conditions, or even a long, turbulent flight down to Norfolk that…