Premier League

Man, let me tell you straight up, reviewing expensive furniture isn’t something you do just for kicks. You do it because you’ve been burned, and frankly, I was absolutely incinerated by my last few furniture investments. You know the drill:...

Man, I have to tell you, this whole thing started because of a ridiculous argument I had with my neighbor, Tony. Tony is a massive Newcastle supporter, absolutely convinced that every single dropped point is a conspiracy. We were watching...

Man, I never thought I’d spend three days of my life digging through the complete historical record of West Brom versus Sunderland. Why did I even bother? Because of a stupid, pointless argument I had with my brother-in-law, Gary, last...

Man, sorting out this Portsmouth versus Hull City history was a proper headache. If you’d asked me three months ago to list the top five moments in this rivalry, I’d have just stared blankly. Why the hell would I care...

Setting Up the Lineup Grid: Why I Obsess Over the XI You see these ‘Expected Lineups’ posts floating around everywhere before a big derby like Blackburn Rovers against Burnley F.C. Most of them are garbage. They look at last week’s...

Okay, so last week I told my buddy, the one who thinks he’s gonna win big on accumulator bets, that I’d put together a quick rundown for the Forest versus Wolves game. Not because I’m some kind of stat wizard,...

You know, for something that sounds super simple—just getting the prayer times for Middlesbrough—you’d think any old website or phone app would nail it. Nope. Absolute rubbish, most of them. They are either jam-packed with ads, demand location permissions 24/7,...

Man, let me tell you, trying to grab a Manchester United membership for the first time felt like trying to solve one of those impossible Rubik’s Cubes. You know I love sharing the raw, uncut details of anything I actually...

The Day I Decided I Wasn’t Guessing Anymore I swear, if I lose another bet because I “felt” like Watford was due a win, I’m quitting the whole damn thing. That last Saturday match? Total rubbish. I threw fifty quid...

The Moment the Clock Started Ticking I was just sitting there, honestly, just staring out the window, trying to mentally budget for Christmas already, even though it was only early Fall. I felt this huge weight of unfinished business from...