There is a particular kind of Sunday that only a World Cup can produce. You wake on Monday morning in…
Monday is a marathon, not a sprint. Four Group I and Group J fixtures stretch from teatime in Ireland deep…
In the second week of June, a column of men in kilts marched through Boston to the gates of Fenway…
Some records feel like they were left ajar on purpose, waiting for the right man to walk through. Miroslav Klose…
There is no neutrality quite like the Irish neutrality reserved for England at a World Cup. We tell ourselves we…
