The world isn’t made of atoms, it’s made of stories. The World Cup is an arena in which narratives are fulfilled. Heroes, villains, scapegoats, underdogs, triumphs, near-misses and tragedies, all are played out on a global stage, a pagan drama in a secular age.
Italy's star players prevailed, but Roy Hodgson's young team made a splash in their first game.
Let’s take a minute to remember the perennial villains of the game.
In Sheffield, 96-year-old Tanya Schmoller will be cheering on Uruguay. After all, she attended the first ever World Cup finals, held in Uruguay in 1930.
Football is a supreme instrument of soft power and can unite people as little else can. But allegations of Fifa corruption have tarnished the image of the beautiful game. Can anything be done to save it?
Back then when critics pointed out that England had been overtaken by hungrier and more progressive teams, a stock reply was ready: “But we’re English and we’ve always done it this way.”
Tennis has not become ugly. It has got more beautiful. Professionalisation did not ruin its balletic strand; it deepened it. The ultimate athletes turned out to be lighter, leaner and more mobile.
Sport’s love affair with the myth of thwarted victory.
Within sport, women athletes are finally gaining the professional recognition they deserve. Yet the media continues to assume that “the England team” is shorthand for “the men’s team”.
Last month’s rush to exonerate the Premier League’s CEO, Richard Scudamore, who had been accused of sexism, was just another example of the game’s eagerness to sweep dirty linen under the carpet.
The continued endorsement of Premier League B teams being given access to Football League competitions has led to an open rebellion by teams and their owners against the executives who are supposed to represent their interests.
Brazil tends to eclipse the very land whose colonial undertakings shaped it and gave birth to it – Portugal.
Wimbledon Stadium is the last of the 33 dog-racing tracks in London. Now that the owners want to sell, the institution that is the English Greyhound Derby may be about to leave the capital for good.
They may earn millions and drive Maseratis but today’s footballers are still described using old working-class terminology. It’s the last link with the game’s roots.
A new book charting and questioning the rise of football's supporter governance movement predicts a bright future for fan ownership of football clubs.
If asking why there is one rule for the person who runs the richest league in the world and can control access to its key figures and another for the chief executive of a fans’ organisation counts as grinding an axe, we’re in deep trouble.
A good season for facial hair, a bad one for puns.
A new documentary about the American Samoa football team (who hold the world record for the biggest international defeat – 31-0 to Australia in 2001) gives hope that professional sport won’t always be prejudiced against those who are different.
The Brazilians have won five World Cups, more than anybody else. So why was there rioting last summer when teams arrived for a warm-up? Brazil's relationship with football has never been an easy romance.
I hardly slept for weeks during the run-up to the last two World Cups, terrified he wouldn’t make it.
In three recent meetings with people who work in entirely different fields, I felt instantly at home, even though the territory was often unfamiliar to me.
The FA has ignored the concerns of fans and lower league clubs in favour of the interests of the wealthiest soccer interest – once again showing it’s mostly concerned about serving the already-powerful.
Where will the fans park then?
The novelist and comedian on anti-Semitism in football, a night out in Pocklington and plans for his 50th.
Once Wigan scored, though, it was a different story: the affable familes were suddenly full of hate and fury.
Of all the managers who have been sacked this season in the premier league, David Moyes can have perhaps the fewest complaints.
Football fans have always had a keen sense of the ridiculous.
When I’m making poached eggs, I crack the shells cautiously but this makes me more likely to mess up.
According to Runner's World, a woman needs some pink trainers and a dog if she is to stay safe while jogging.
For years, his teammates and the whole world mocked his silly, high-pitched voice, suggesting he was a bit simple, making endless jokes about his stupidity. Now, he sounds clear and low and serious.