It was a song by Ultravox in case your music brain has deserted you. Vienna is one of those cities in Europe that everyone knows, its appeared in countless filims and has the privilege of capitaling Austria. I didn’t plan a holiday there or go there by chance. I went there to watch a football Read more about It means nothing to me….ooh Vienna![…]
Having been a massive enthusiast about the Northern Ireland international football team since the 1986 World Cup, I had slowly worked my way to the point where I wanted to do something with my knowledge and passion. Initially this meant just turning up at Windsor Park to watch Northern Ireland matches. I used to go Read more about Here We Go…Again – The fanzine undeniably infatuated with the Northern Ireland international football team[…]
“We won’t forget our Belfast boy, who filled our lives with so much joy” George Best was the best football player ever. He was also the fifth Beatle. He was also a total hit with the ladies and basically the first superstar footballer. When I was a kid, my Da always used to talk about Read more about Attending George Best’s Funeral at Stormont, Belfast, Northern Ireland[…]
Vaduz is the capital city of Liechtenstein. A small little enclave sandwiched in between Austria, Switzerland and Germany (which it doesn’t actually border, though shares a language and much history with). I visited it in Winter 2007 for a day as part of my football trip to watch Liechtenstein v. Northern Ireland. A Prince lives Read more about Everybody Liechtenstein, What’s That You Say?[…]
“We’re in the army now” – Status Quo. I had watched the Northern Ireland ladies team in May 2007 in Gillingham, Kent. We lost 4-0 to England and played with passion and pride against full-time professionals. Me and a few of the lads sang our hearts out, completely making fools of the silent England fans Read more about Five Nil and you still Don’t sing! Belarus 5-0 Northern Ireland, in Bobruisk[…]