Tag: Lee Nicholls

  • It’s an Omen: Misadventures of the Wigan Athletic Goalkeeping Staff Vol I

    As I thrust apart my curtains on Friday morning, I was greeted with an unsettling sight: snow, and plenty of it. “Hopefully this isn’t an omen,” I gulped while hurriedly thumbing the 24-hour forecast for Robin Park. Little did I know that mere miles from my darkened doorstep, an even more sinister omen was about […]

  • Wigan 0-1 Brighton: Gangster Tripping

    Wigan 0-1 Brighton: Gangster Tripping

    When Fatboy Slim named his 1998 hit album You’ve Come a Long Way, Baby, was he referring to Brighton and Hove Albion or Wigan Athletic? Probably neither, seeing as both clubs were kicking around –sometimes quite literally considering the Judge Dredd-esque brutal punishment they administered– in the lower divisions of English football. But if the […]

  • Yeovil 0-1 Wigan: Record Breakers

    Yeovil 0-1 Wigan: Record Breakers

    Long ago, when I was still entombed in the educational institutions’ impenetrable iron sarcophagus, I recall lurking around the social sciences noticeboard and reading an example question for their A-Level test paper. My memory cells are the equivalent of an Amstrad CPC after you’ve flicked the off switch (i.e. non-existent), but I think it was […]

  • Wigan 0-0 Queens Park Rangers: Here comes the big boss, let’s get it on

    Wigan 0-0 Queens Park Rangers: Here comes the big boss, let’s get it on

    Since its grand opening, I have nattered endlessly about visiting Sharpy’s Fine Fish and Chip Establishment (Est. 2012), but never made arrangements to visit until last night. However, I would be made to pay for my lack of preparation, as some of you might already have guessed. But don’t ruin the story for the remaining […]

  • Manchester City 5-0 Wigan: No wieners, only boozers

    Manchester City 5-0 Wigan: No wieners, only boozers

    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 […]