‘Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord?’ we’re the words of Phil Collins in 1981 when he felt the long summer break coming to a close. We feel your pain Phil, but luckily we to stand on the precipice of real, competitive football. If I close my eyes I can see Jamie Redknap’s tight suits, feel the warmth of a Tony Pulis cap and hear the wistful applause of the crowd after a routine defensive hoof into row Z. It brings a tear to the eye.
An alternative look at the saturated world of Association Football
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