IL QUATTROCENTO

From Tynecastle to AZ Picerno's compact Stadio Donato Curio, it's my journey from my first cancha to number four hundred. I was doubtlessly lifted over the turnstiles as a wee lad, certainly for that first match in October 1982 for a match-up between Hearts and Arbroath. I have no idea when getting 'lifted over' stopped … Continue reading IL QUATTROCENTO →

A Tale of two beautiful cities

When the UEFA competitions reached the group stage draws, there can be few quartets to rival those placed in Group A of the Conference League. Firenze (Florence), Edinburgh, Riga and Istanbul, all four historical and dripping in beauty. Personally, there has never been a situation in my football supporting days (50 years by the time … Continue reading A Tale of two beautiful cities →

Left-Right, no place in football

I write about football, I read about football, and I genuinely care about football. I couldn’t care less about the monied end of the game, and I cannot abide the divisive, almost encouraged sectarianism that two teams from Glasgow cause in our Scottish society. In this day and age such entrenched attitudes are dreadful, and … Continue reading Left-Right, no place in football →