Why the Manchester derby is the worst day of my life
So, it’s here again for another year. It’s going to happen and there’s nothing we can do about it and there’s no way we can get away from it. It’s like when your mother-in-law arrives just in time for kick off and proceeds to talk all the way through the first… 

Good grief. The season’s not been over for a week yet and I’m bored. Bored, bored, bored, bored, bored. The end of the football season always brings about this feeling every year and every year I forget that I’m going to end up feeling this way. August arrives and I’m…
Well, that's that, then. Another season done and dusted. Another ten months of laughter, crying, delight, despair, anticipation, vomiting, nervousness, silly defeats, unexpected victories and invaluable points – doesn't look such a bad point at The Emirates, now, does it, Robin? - has been and gone, and the time as…
Well, that's that, then. Thirty five years of no success over in the blink of an eye. Actually, it's been twenty three for me, but then I suppose I'm just one of the lucky ones. As lucky as one can be, being a Manchester City fan, obviously... some would say…
Offence is a very interesting thing. We all have our boundaries and we all have things that set us off foaming at the mouth with rage, when, most of the time, it’s just words. And it’s interesting to see how the context of those words changes how much offence is…
It seems very unfair to single out any one individual after the shambles of the performances that numbers one to eleven put in for Manchester City at Anfield yesterday evening. Actually, I’d take Joe Hart out of that equation because he wasn’t really helped by what was around him and…
It’s always a good feeling to blow out the cobwebs. When you’ve spent the last few weeks running on almost empty and you’ve only just been managing to get through the day, it’s nice to sit down, relax and take the load off your feet. And, as Manchester…
I hate international breaks. It’s just not the same watching international matches as it is watching your own team. Don’t get me wrong, though, I’d like England to do well, being English and all. I’d like to see them win and I will watch the game. But the sense of victory isn’t…
Yesterday evening, as Manchester City lost in the Europa League Round of Sixteen, I saw something I never expected I would ever see at a football match. I can only assume, due to the kick off being at the unusually early time of 6pm, that the man I…
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