This guest post is part of a series of first memories of football. As the piece explains, this match wasn’t my first actually footballing memory – more the first time I can recall football actually meaning something more than just being a game, on TV, where the result was a mere formality. When it started to mean more than what it really should
1980s Archive
A guest post written for the football website, In Bed With Maradona, based on my curious love for an inanimate object – the Adidas Tango football. A love affair with the Adidas Tango
Have you ever been kicked in the face by a pretty girl with a pair of Doc Martens and thought you were having the time of your life? If yes, then there’s every chance you are either a sadomasochist – or you spent most of your teenage years stood, in a moshpit, less than six feet away from your musical idols. northernwrites – New Horizons (A Spotify playlist for you to enjoy – excuse Spotify’s limitations on early ’90s Indie Music) The boot in the face would regularly happen to me. It came with the territory. The bands we saw – the venues we frequented – it was just a night long cavalcade of head banging, stage diving and avoiding a fat bloke with gaffer