Month: March 2019

"Navel-gazing ripples" was what Black and Red United called the aftermath of Chris Klein firing up a Galaxy pep rally crowd on Monday, and he/she/they/it “Chris Klein, I'mma let you finish, but….; or, the hell this isn't the most important hole in th…”

They call him "the Brush" on ESPN. Mexican commentators prefer to use "hermoso." In the locker room, players affectionately refer to him as "Horrible." Call “Peralta Savors the Moment”

….you know what, this Landon interview has turned into a god-damned kidneystone. Even Fake Sigi is calling me out over it. Fine. Welcome to Planned “Stretch Armstrong died for my sins”

In the last few minutes (it’s 1630 BST as I’m writing this), Rafael Benitez has left his position as manager of Liverpool. /www.bigsoccer.com/forum/images/smilies/tongue.gif[/img]>/www.bigsoccer.com/forum/images/smilies/tongue.gif[/img]> He’s left “Rafa Benitez leaves his post as Liverpool manager!”

Apparently, there is a friendly next week at the Linc. While one team's supporters eagerly await the debut of their new coach, Mexico will likely “Will there be a Nery Sighting at the Linc?”

It’s the biggest sporting day on the planet. If you’re reading this, chances are you and a billion and a half of your closest friends “It's the Big Day”

In a shocking development, FIFA announced today that former Executive Committee member and current Football Committee member Franz Beckenbauer, has been suspended from all footballing “Garcia Shows Some Teeth: Der Kaiser Is Suspended”

I like Newcastle; it’s one of my favourite British cities. I have family who live up there and I always like going up for a “Newcastle: Sack Chris Hughton, Hire Alan Pardew? What have they done now?”

The rumblings from Asian Football Confederation members began immediately after the Ethics Committee decisions on Saturday, Blatter angrily stomps out of his media appearance yesterday “AFC Boycotting FIFA Congress, Leaving Zurich in Protest; England Requests Vote Postponement”

A couple of years ago I wrote that in the middle of some not-terribly-distant late night snack binge you were going to flick on the “Wedding Bell Blues, Hope Solo Edition”