The men in suits Have shown no colour Lest the grey and black hues of their attire Perhaps, the suits are their armour, And their monies? The weapons. And yet, No matter how flimsy their armour, No matter how unbiased their colour scheme Theirs is the most potent weapon. Money. The sole dictator of life, … Continue reading Volume II: Exodus.
Christmas is over, and we're now back to normal; almost as though it never happened. For example, Coventry City won three matches over the festive period, and then lost to Scunthorpe following the passage of Yule. As such, we seem to have found our footing for the season, and it's very much a mid-table-resembling 'win … Continue reading Cov One – ‘Don Juan
The dawning of a new December brought with it the dreadful despairing of a deciduous dip in our displays. The six-game unbeaten spell that befell us in the autumn was now well and truly confined to the remnants of football history, and we have left our positive vibes to freeze in the harsh wintry climes. … Continue reading We’ve Got A Luton Our Plate
A month can seem like a long time in football. It certainly seems like a while since I lasted posted. Typically, such tardiness has occurred at a time when Coventry City have given me quite a bit to write about. Five wins on the spin, eh? An extra sixth game unbeaten, Saturday's 1-1 draw with … Continue reading Catching Back Up
Is it too early in the season for squeaky bum time? How important will this week's results be in eight month's time? How important is a consistent system when so much can change from one game to the next? Am I asking too many questions? Do bums even squeak? I'll try and answer at least … Continue reading Pomped Up Kicks
I went to the game against Bristol Rovers last week. The ground was miserable, the weather was miserable, and the performance was sub-par miserable. Quite frankly, I didn't want to do a blog about it, so consider that opening statement as good as one. To be honest, it would've been miserable, too. I think what … Continue reading They Come From A Land Down Sunder
"Do you ever feel like you've thrown a wad of money down the tube?" That is the question I posed to my Dad, at some point during the second half of our last home game, against Rochdale. Of course, his response was minimal but for a laugh; perhaps safe in the knowledge that it wasn't … Continue reading Barnstorming
In an environment where the slate is wiped clean every year, past glories count for less and less with the passing of time. This, of course, lends to the fickle nature of football. One minute, you're a champion; the next an abject loser. From a Jimmy Hill to a Russell Slade; A 1st-season Mourinho to … Continue reading Baby, You’re a Roch Man.
It's been a very Coventry City start to the season. What optimism that had been accrued from our results at the end of April, and May, and through the acquisitions we'd made over the summer, has started to fade in comparison to what can only be described as 'Business as Usual'. Promising - if not … Continue reading Gilling Me Softly
'Twas a quiet day in the town. The townsfolk went about their daily routine; their routine their life. Seldom did they ever wonder about what one man thought about their local sporting establishment, and it's ventures. Today was no different. Unbeknownst to them, however, that one man sought to make them wonder more. And wonder … Continue reading Genesis