Welcome to the COTAHT blog, a place to read, discuss, and comment on football.
It’s not like it used to be, and never will be. But that’s part of the game, isn’t it? We move forward, with the ball, chasing endlessly down back lanes, across muddy pitches, and banging the bugger against the garage door. Every goal has always been the World Cup winner, and you always scored it.
Thanks for joining in, and please, come back often.
ed. note: I’m the lad in the background of this picture, the small fish in the braces, waiting to pounce when the spare change falls from Stanley Bagshaw’s shorts pockets.
I always was a proper poacher.
