‘Please go and buy a striker Fosun,’ implored ex-Wolves player Mel Eves, whose pained cry was coming over loud and clear on the radio airwaves. Mel made the task sound so straightforward. Beauty, after all, is in the eye of the beholder. Had a pre-season purchase involved unfashionable matchwinner Glenn Murray, most of us would […]
Five years ago – virtually to the day – I was scurrying along Waterloo Road, desperate not to miss a pre-match tribute to Peter Broadbent in the Football League Trophy. The smattering of applause in a ghostly stadium for an all-time great made me cry, more for the painful inadequacy of the send-off than the […]
Fireworks at Old Trafford, fireworks before kick-off…It’s a wonder they’ll be any left come the 5th of November. How many points will we amass by then, you wonder, thinking back to the last four seasons in the Premier League when things weren’t half as explosive. Father Christmas was more likely to be making an appearance […]
Quite why the sale of Barry Douglas has pulled at my heartstrings to the levels I’m still suffering is a mystery to me. Make no mistake though, I’m smarting. I look at Barry in catalogue pose inside Elland Road, hair coiffed to perfection and shimmering in lilywhite, when he should be here in old gold. […]
‘I think, therefore I play.’ A quote from our godlike Ruben Neves, who not only created the single most joyous footballing-based moment of my life, but made me question the very meaning of life at the same time.
His inimitable way with millions of indispensable words made David Instone a genuine legend to me as a Wolves fan growing up.