VAR: A Plague Upon Our Game – Enough Is Enough

This is not just a blog post. Some may not see this as a measured opinion. But – this is a cry. A cry from the terraces, a cry from the pub, a cry from every living room where a…

This is not just a blog post. Some may not see this as a measured opinion. But – this is a cry. A cry from the terraces, a cry from the pub, a cry from every living room where a…

Where to begin with Thierry Henry? A man who did not merely play football – he performed it, like a maestro with a canvas of grass beneath his feet and an orchestra of awestruck spectators in the stands. He was…

Champions League: Paris-SG 2-1 Arsenal (Agg 3-1) And so, it began… with hope. That quiet, maddening companion that walks with you through the hours. As you dress the children. As you answer emails you barely read. As you stir sugar…

The dust has settled on a titanic tussle — a contest that bellowed, blazed, and bewildered. Inter Milan and Barcelona, two colossi of European football, shared thirteen goals, a dizzying deluge of drama. This was football at its most rarefied,…

And so, another Premier League weekend consigned to the history books — and once more, Arsenal stumbles, staggering through a script we’ve written ourselves, in a play we ought to have directed. Between great European nights, we have fluffed our…

Premier League: Arsenal 1 – 2 Bournemouth Here we go again. Déjà vu, draped in red and white. Arsenal — once more — on the cusp of a European night, and yet again, the domestic stumble precedes the continental stage.…

Back to the Premier League. Back to the weekly footballing soap opera that sustains us. The disappointment of the Emirates still lingers like a song we wish we’d never heard. But that must wait. It must. For all the noise,…

And so this week, this beguiling, bewildering week in football… We had with dreams still flickering, the embers of a once-glorious season still warm to the touch. We stood, not yet broken, on the edge of belief — peering over…

2005 – This was not the Arsenal of pomp and pride. Not quite the high-gloss dominance of the Invincibles. Not yet the clean-cut minimalism of the Emirates era. No — this was Arsenal caught between worlds. A club tiptoeing through…

Football is a game of destiny. Of prodigious talent, whispered legends, and the tantalising scent of what might have been. Some players glide seamlessly from prodigy to powerhouse. Others dance to a different rhythm. Quincy Owusu-Abeyie was one such dancer—lightning…