I have to admit that I'm not really a fan of international football - lack of patriotism I guess - or maybe I'm more worried about players from my club team getting injured and the impact it could have on the team's season. That being said I will still try and watch games because its still football. I think I'll be giving the Ukraine game a miss though, as I don't fancy paying specifically to watch it online. If there was something riding on the game, something more than pride, I might have paid the £5 or £10 to "buy" the game, but there isn't so I don't see the point.

I think using the internet to broadcast games is a good idea though, as internet speeds in the country are at the point where watching live events online is no longer a problem. What do others think?

If the general trend of results from the start of the Premiership season are to be believed, I think the title will most likely be won by Chelsea, United or even Arsenal with Liverpool perhaps providing a fairly strong challenge.  I think the race for the European places could be more interesting though, with Everton and Villa being reasonably consistently there or thereabouts over the last few years; City with all that money are looking good too, although its still to be seen how Hughes can handle the egos if results start slipping.  I predict that Sunderland could be dark horses this season as Bruce seems to have bought wisely.

Every club has it's nutters, they all have families who go together, we cry at big games if we win or lose.....But for me being a Sheffield United supporter it's my religion. Friday just gone we had what we class as the biggest game of our season...we had the local derby match, against Sheffield Wednesday....or as we lovingly call them "piggys".

We won 3-2, they played dirty, so did we. It's all about Yorkshire pride and who can face going into work/college/uni/school if their team loses. United have always been the underachievers in Sheffield, although the last 5 years that's changed. Wednesday are now the feigning team.

I still get a complete buzz at every match, even after 14 years, my daughter is now a massive fan too.

The Blades, hated by just about everyone, but loved by me. Football it's like a marriage, it upsets you, gets you mad, makes you want to walk away....but you stay because it's unconditional love.

(sorry if this doesn't belong here, but someone gave me the idea of writing about it)

Last year was a thrilling battle right to the last day of the season, with (since deleted from BCUK) denzil emerging victorious, pipping yours truly with a late surge.

Since he's not on blog any more, I am declaring myself the Fantasy Manager to beat. I am the Jose Mourinho of this league, the Special One, the Prematurely Greying One, the One Whose Bragging Everyone Is Sick Of Hearing. All I am missing is a smattering of Portuguese flair...

So. If you fancy a shot, go here, register your team and then join our BCUK league by clicking on 'Leagues', then 'Join/Create' and enter this code: 475265-20934.

But do it quickly, the season starts on Saturday!

Its every football fans dream, if you cant be a player, be a manager. I think.
I played at a good amateur level until injury stopped me in my tracks, I hated watching it and confined myself to live television matches. And along came fantasy football. My preference is The Sun’s Dream Team and my love of the game was rekindled with a vengeance. All of a sudden I'm having to consider budgets, transfer windows, injuries and the performance of not just the team that I have supported all my life but all the teams in the league, whether Celtic are playing them or not.
It also opened up my eyes to the English Premier League. Being Scottish, I have mostly concerned myself with the game in my own country, but entering the English variant of the competition increased my interest in this league.
Much has been said about the Old Firm going down to play there as they are obviously too big for the game in Scotland, and as a result in my opinion the game up here has suffered for it.
Football is no longer just a game. Lets be honest it’s a business, and as such not permitting the Old Firm to play in England must constitute a restriction of their ability to conduct their business. The Old Firm are massive. I don’t think that most of the English football fans truly believe how big they are. Or for that matter how much revenue they are capable of generating in their own right. Being part of the EPL would only benefit both parties. Playing the Old Firm would add at least another two full houses to all of the clubs out with the so called big four. In times when clubs are desperate to get the fans back in surly this would be a major asset to all concerned.
Yes I know in order for this to occur two clubs would have to miss out on a season in the EPL. I think that if the Old Firm consider themselves good enough to compete in this league they should prove this not by going straight in but to earn the right by qualification. What I would propose is at present the winners of the Championship enter the EPL as normal, whoever it is will be champions after all and have earned the right to be there. The next four teams however play off between themselves until two are remaining. These two teams will then face the Old Firm over two legs. The losers remain in the Championship. In effect if the Old Firm can’t beat the Championship also ran’s’ then they don’t deserve to be in the EPL.
I don’t deny that the EPL has massive pulling power as well as huge financial muscle. Maybe two much financial muscle. In the past, the Evil Empire in particular have been able to attract top class players in the shape of Gascoigne, Laudrup, Butcher to name but a few. But over the years the gap in money matters has widened to enormous proportions. Simply put the Scottish game and in particular the OLD Firm can’t compete. Okay both teams have made it to the EUFA Cup Final in the past decade. But the money generated from winning this competition is not a patch on Champions League success. I quantify this statement by saying there is more money in the latter rounds than is available to the winners of the lesser European competition. So if the Old Firm have ambitions in the European theatre, which they do, they need the finances to carry this dream through.
In a scenario where say Celtic and Everton are bidding for the same player and both have met the transfer fee and the players demands, the reality is that Everton will invariably win the players signature. Why? Well, even though Celtic are a fifity fifty bet for winning the League and the same could be said for the cups, as well as playing in Europe, the appeal of playing certain clubs four times in the league and say travelling to Cowdenbeath in February in a cup tie, probably does not hold the same attraction as that offered by the EPL. Given the opportunity this players signature might be instead on an Old Firm registration document.
Make no bones about it, after a couple of years in the EPL, the OLD firm would turn the term big four into the big six. There are reasons why so many English clubs invite Scotland’s big two down for testimonials and the likes. Their fan base is huge, and huge fan bases generate huge amounts of cash. Never mind the so called trouble that it would cause with the old Scotland / England argument. There will always be crowd problems in football. It is a tribal sport after all. You just have to go to the sports sections in most bookshops to find book after book on soccer hooliganism. I know up here it is really no longer a problem, and as we don’t get much coverage of troubles surrounding clubs like Leeds, Millwall, west Ham to name but a few, that is not to say that it doesn’t exist, only it is kept out of the public eye as much as is possible.
So who knows, maybe in the future I will get my chance to pick my dream team consisting of players from my beloved Celtic along with players from the EPL. With a Scotsman at the helm I'm sure that my fantasy team would come to dominate the Dream Team competition for years to come.

Obviously disapointed with today's result against Liverpool but wasn't expecting too much from the team, I'm just glab we kept the score low enough for us to have a better goal difference than Hull. A win against Middlesbourgh will be enough to get Newcastle out of relegation. To watch all the remaining matches, other top match fixtures and loads more visit my blog ---> nufcplayer.blog.co.uk

When is Arsene Wenger going to admit that two Arsenal players in particular are not up to Premiership standards yet alone Champions League. Bendtner and Eboue. Bendtner has the first touch of an elephant with gout and Eboue is like a rabbit caught in the headlights everytime he crosses the halfway line.
Wenger, if you really believe in a youth policy, offload these two and play the likes of Ramsey and Vela on a more regular basis. Once again ,tonight at the Emirates, we dominated Roma and mainly because of these two failed to come away with the margin of a lead our superior play warranted and deserved.

I’ve been going to football matches at Middlesbrough’s old ground at Ayresome Park and more recently the Riverside Stadium regularly since 1966, the season in which Middlesbrough were promoted out of the old Third Division into the Second, where they lingered until 1974. On the night that Boro gained promotion, a night match against Oxford United as far as I remember, a wall collapsed causing injury to several fans who needed hospitalisation. Nothing much was made of it at the time but it seems an appropriate event at which to start my theme.

Basically old duffers and sections of the media often harp back to the good old days (TGOD), which seems to be some imprecise time following the Second World War until about the late 1960s. We have all heard the mantra-players maybe earned a little bit more than you but still lived in the same street, carried their boots to the match in a brown paper parcel on the Number 11 bus, the crowds were all massive and well behaved despite being mainly standing, you paid a cheap admission fee at the turnstile, kids got a squeeze in, no need for season tickets, every other game ended up 5-4 or similar, good natured banter, no hooligans, no swearing, jumpers for goal posts etc etc. I certainly believe much of this is myth and needs a little closer look with reference to my experiences and some events in the wider world.

Ayresome Park, along with many other late Victorian and Edwardian grounds was slowly crumbling, as the 1967 incident illustrates. In 1980 another wall collapsed, this time with more disastrous results as a young woman was killed. Apart from the truly awful football at Ayresome Park during the 1980s I remember the appalling toilets and the wall behind the Holgate end for those who shunned the aforementioned bogs for a more al fresco approach, the diabolical catering consisting mainly of Oxo out of a battered and huge stained urn and indescribable pies, both of which were served at 400 degrees Fahrenheit rendering them inedible on health and safety grounds for a good 15 minutes after you bought them. I remember not being able to see on a packed terrace and being squashed against cruel crash barriers and beery blokes with the odd river of recycled Camerons Strongarm washing your ankles. Yes you could pay on the door to get in but this was a chaotic process as Harry Pearson recalls a Boro fan telling him about a 1970s match he attended:

"There's people stamping on your feet, and elbows digging in your ribs," he says. "And I find myself shoved up hard against the wall below the directors' lounge. I'm pinned there, can't budge. Suddenly I feel water falling on my head. I look up." He tilted his face and gazed up at a frosted glass light fitting shaped like a salad bowl. "And there it is, this ... liquid, dripping out of an overflow pipe from the gents' toilets. I said: 'That's right, you bastards - put me through hell and then piss on me as well'."

The biggest argument you hear reeled out was the apparent lack of hooliganism in TGOD. This is plainly wrong, hooliganism has been going on since football was invented, read any contemporary newspaper reports from the 19th and 20th centuries and crowd incidents of drunkenness, fighting, pitch invasions, fans attacking players and so on are rife. My first experience of it was in the late 1960s in the Holgate end when we were playing, surprise surprise, Millwall. I was just welding an errant crash barrier in place with the heat from my pre-match pie when suddenly a large gang of shaven headed young men wearing sheepskin jackets, tight jeans and boots charged into the Holgate end, battering all and sundry in the way and then set on the wheezy Police and Stewards who came to try and stop it. Whilst I had seen many individual fights, drunkenness and general unpleasantness before, some of it even off the pitch, it was the first time I had witnessed organised terraced violence. Whilst hooliganism has always accompanied the game I believe it was increasing living standards and ease of travel to away matches that saw it take off and flourish. It is not as visible today but is still simmering just below the surface.

Throughout the remainder of TGOD and beyond things progressively worsened, unchallenged racism flourished, grounds crumbled further leading to the criminal tragedies of Heysel, Bradford and Hillsborough. Racism at Middlesbrough was no better or worse than in other grounds but, in the late 80s when we signed our first black player since the 1950s, we showed our progressive nature by calling him “Sooty” rather than the names opposition black players were called. Cringeworthy now but I’m sure the Duke of Edinburgh approves.

Football clubs were run by dodgy businessmen accountable to nobody, true crowd figures were suppressed and financial shenanigans were rife. One ex chairman of Middlesbrough got into trouble for press ganging the first team into his election campaign for local political office and several were admonished for illegal payments whilst we also had the obligatory betting scandal. It was this tradition of incompetent and self serving amateur blundering that nearly put the Boro out of business for good in 1985/86 but thats another story.

The Riverside Stadium today can be criticised for being soulless but that’s more a reflection of the fare served up on the pitch-on the odd occasions when we play well to a full house theres no better place. My main gripe is I can’t take my son to see league matches with me-I have a season ticket and am surrounded by other season ticket holders so we can not sit next to each other. Even if that was not a problem I can not justify the cost of 2 season tickets to the Finance and General Purposes Committee.

My only other hankering for TGOD is a Saturday 3.00pm kick off, increasingly a rarity in the Premiership but that is the price paid for selling football’s soul to Mr Murdoch-but transferring the old first division into the best league in the world, apparently. Other minor things like players wearing hairbands, team huddles, baby Bentleys and bloody matchday mascots are passing fads and as such mere annoyances. I do not begrudge players earning fortunes-it is sweet revenge for a century of players getting bugger all and being treated as feudal serfs by their bloated chairmen. Good old Days? Not for me.

So, it seems the England squad have been sworn to secrecy...

There's a legal embargo on anyone who's been in contact...

It'll be kept a secret until the great unveiling...

Is it a new signing? A football rescue package? The latest FergieCorp excuse package?

Nope, it's another new fecking England kit, being kept secret with the same tenacity as MI6 employee lists, by which I mean tons of guards and millions of pounds of high tech security equipment... and it'll still end up splashed over the newspapers when some duffer leaves it on a train.

It's being kept a highly guarded secret until a specified England match next month where the players will warm up hiding it under tracksuits and finally reveal it at kickoff.

One small question.

Who gives a capuchin monkey's right nut about it to THAT extent?

Yes, it'll be interesting in a vague "oh, look what they want us to spend money on now" kind of way but a top secret project?

Is it going to be able to administer sub-cutaneous doses of sedative to Rooney every time a decision doesn't go his way?

Perhaps it'll be a new design featuring a combination of leather, latex and steel rings with a horse hair lining to reflect the self-flagellating martyr nature of England footy fans and the team?

Perhaps it'll come with a pop up white flag ready for the World Cup knockout stages?

Or perhaps, like the preceding God knows how many, it'll be a white shirt with a red cross somewhere and a three lions badge on it, almost indistinguishable from all the others before it except by the minutest of changes needed to call it new and charge everyone another 40 quid.

It's a sodding football kit, not a car design or the latest jet fighter blueprints, just release the damn thing on a certain day without all this ridiculously childish secrecy.