That 1980s Sports Blog

It would be no exaggeration to state that, from a male perspective, Wimbledon in the mid-80s was owned by one man: Boris Becker. After winni...

Not all British heavyweight clashes are as naff, classless and tacky as Haye-Chisora. In relatively recent years, I can recall a couple of ...

Sporting legacies are all well and good, but there is something to be said for that one occasion in a sporting career where everything seems...

We're going all the way. Not my words, the lyrical masterpiece of Stock, Aitken and Waterman, "sung" by the England football ...

The choice of my county cricket team was made on a purely geographical basis, as a lot of sports fans often stress should be the method used...

Arrogance in sport is a tricky beast to control. Some of the great champions of the past had it in spades: Ali, Bristow, Clough, Thompson, t...

One of the problems with getting old is that there comes a point in your life when you realise that your time has gone. Whereas once you wer...