Every team has its hard man. Is there anything more satisfying than booing them?
Steph Houghton, the best-paid female English player, earns around £65,000 a year, while Wayne Rooney receives £300,000 a week.
With the Olympics about to open in Rio de Janeiro, people whose communities have been relocated and who have been overlooked in the favelas are reluctant to celebrate.
I thought that boxing was a display of pointless violence – but an unheralded prizefighter changed my mind.
David Goldblatt's The Games is a history of the tarnished Olympics, from Avery Brundage to, yes, London 2012.
A year of World Cup glory, meeting Paul McCartney and eating placenta.
We feel the glory of that triumphant moment, 50 years ago, all the more because of all the other occasions when we have failed to win.
The debate over gender in sport shows just how difficult it is to draw a sharp distinction between male and female bodies.
As the nation considers another sporting inquest, following England limping out of the Euros, is there really a reliable template for success in sport?
Cricket was once the English national sport – but, for many people today, it has become invisible.
Listening to the presenters discuss Wimbledon on Radio 5 Live, their admiration was clear. But where was the crackle?
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