Millwall FC: Club Without Content
The other day, I went to see one of my adoptive teams, Middlebrough, play at my most recent adoptive team, Millwall. The game was decent, a 3-1 win to the visitors. What really struck me, however, was not the game itself, but rather the uncanny nature of Millwall FC as an entity. For a club … Read more
Deceptive Equivalences: Why Six of One Does Not Equal Half a Dozen of the Other
I saw this billboard campaign at Bond Street the other day (at 0608 in the morning, as you can see from the Central Line’s helpful info board). It really struck me as being politically insidious, and not just because it was promoting The Economist. The basic premise is, as you can see, one billboard with … Read more
They Also Served: Danny Mills
“Mills is just a fucking idiot”– Paul Ince Danny Mills, during the middle years of the noughties, became something of a stock joke among football writers: the optimal illustration of those weird and mysterious days between Sven’s appointment as England manager and the firm establishment of the Golden Generation’s first eleven. This interstice became the … Read more
Travels in Metro-land; or, No Sleep Til Chesham
In an attempt to fill in the four-or-so hour gaps that seem to proliferate my life at the moment, I’ve taken to hopping on tube lines and heading as far west as they’ll take me. My afternoons are being increasingly spent in such exotic places as West Ruislip, Ruislip Gardens, Chesham, Rickmansworth, Wembley, Harrow, and … Read more
