July 26 2014 Latest news:
A colleague here in the naughty corner at Archant Towers has been mightily miffed since day one of the World Cup at the number of times goals have been celebrated as if they had won the final itself.
So that’s it for the Premier League for now – but for how long? Bouncing straight back is a much harder task now than it was in years past.
I can pinpoint the precise moment I caught World Cup fever, and I know who gave it to me. Robin Van Persie. It took the Dutchman’s breathtaking diving header against Spain for me to catch all the symptoms expected of the certified football addict during a major tournament.
There was almost a sense of release after a weekend that pushed Norwich City into the Premier League’s bottom three.
The controversy nightmare surrounding Fric was avoided at Hockenheim – which meant the racing could do the talking. Therefore, it’s probably worth sitting down for a moment and reflecting on exactly what Lewis Hamilton’s Mercedes said to him and the rest of us over the course of this year’s German Grand Prix.
After a week or so of often vitriolic debate there are still several candidates for the role of chief scapegoat for City’s disastrous season, but in my experience this sort of issue is rarely clear cut.