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?…
Just when you thought Wigan Time was over… the Football League go and put the clocks back! When mere goal difference can be the deciding factor in a relegation love (hate?) triangle, three whole Championship points become larger than Owen Coyle’s shorts cleaning bill at the launderette. The news finally filtered through on Friday afternoon,…
To continue the theme established in last week’s podcast (to the tune of Johnny Cash’s 25 Minutes to Go), Latics’ death sentence has been halted… for now. The executioner has been momentarily distracted by a lone voice from the crowd – in this instance, the Football League and their ten-volume rulebook. But those cheeky scamps…
You may remember that last month, we cast a sideways glance at Greg Lansdowne’s newly-released Stuck On You: The Rise & Fall… (& Rise) of Panini Stickers. Well, my good friend the ‘mysterious’ Harry Yack (who may or may not actually be me) has been speaking to Mr Lansdowne himself about the book and football…
Thumbing through my inbox this week, I was delighted to discover a ‘personal email from Gary Caldwell’… correspondence from Superman himself! Sadly I only got a brief glimpse before accidentally deleting it along with fake tax rebates and false promises from Ugandan princes, so I couldn’t tell you if it was indeed written by Gary,…
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…
Well, wasn’t that a great gesture? The kindly powers that be have provided a very special plaque for those individuals braver than I, the ones that travelled precisely 217 miles to watch Latics los- I mean, er, to watch Wigan play on a work day. Back in Darkest Lancastria, many more collected at the DW…
“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,…
I had a Eureka moment this Easter weekend. As someone who barely gets the opportunity to watch games featuring anyone other than Wigan Athletic, it can be hard to retain any sort of perspective on a situation, be it positive or negative. In our case, it’s only when you watch Arsenal, Chelsea and even the…
Win or lose, April is a time of celebration for one Wigan Athletic blog at the very least. It is the month we remember the birth of that eponymous Wiganer of Jesus Was a Wiganer ‘fame’, one third of Whelan’s Three Amigos, the unforgettable Jesus Seba. His arrival at Wallgate almost exactly 20 years ago…
Hey, did you hear that news about Wigan signing Wayne Rooney? Me neither, because Latics-related April Fools’ Day jokes are unsurprisingly thin on the (muddy and sand-augmented) ground this year. Tabloids have no time for such frivolity when there exists real news of great significance to report! For example, Don Cowie could be out for…