The World in Motion

It was fully my intention to give a total boycott to Qatar 2022. It was relatively easy whilst in Istanbul with my girl, but occasionally we’d be in a restaurant or a coffee shop where someone was watching. A one man crusade seemed futile, and I became conflicted that this hideous event was increasingly going … Continue reading The World in Motion →

Bordeaux, 23 years on. A recollection

Twenty three years! Ok an additional year of agony has been added due to the pandemic, but for those who left dismayed in St Etienne after being mauled 3-0 by Morocco in 1998, despite that embarrassing score, no one would have thought it would have taken so long to get to a Finals tournament once … Continue reading Bordeaux, 23 years on. A recollection →