Hunter Davies is a journalist, broadcaster and profilic author perhaps best known for writing about the Beatles. He is an ardent Tottenham fan and writes a regular column on football for the New Statesman.
We’re repeatedly told that their days are numbered. But will it be this season, before Christmas? Next year? Tomorrow?
All last season, according to Steve, everything was nice – nice goal, nice pass, nice cup of tea at half-time.
For the first time in 22 years, Haircut of the Season is not being awarded. Too many with the same razor slashes.
If NS columnist Ed Smith can select the England cricket team, I surely have the CV for sorting out football.
A stranger in a foreign land, Arsène came across our lumpen, insulated, out of date ways and shone a new light upon us.
We know which players are likely to go, but what will happen when our lads finally get to Russia?
“Nice one, son” was once sung for Cyril Knowles. Now, with the arrival of Son Heung-min, the chant has been repurposed.
Amazing, really, how long our national self-deception has lasted.
I conned – sorry, talked – my way in, persuading the chairman that the manager had agreed, and vice versa.
Hurrah for football snappers – spending their lives on their knees in the rain – for brilliantly capturing Man United’s Jones’s reaction to an own goal.
