ERIC Cantona’s smug face. That’s the immediate image that flashes in my mind whenever the FA Cup is mentioned. Eric frigging Cantona. The build up seemingly started at about 3am. My mum was on snack duty, diligently replenishing my supplies throughout the day as I sat...
Grim is the word. Liverpool-Swansea was grim. Unrelentingly, teeth-grindingly, appallingly grim. There was, this time, no leeway to claim the opposition were too direct or the officials blinkered. It was a simply, starkly, awful performance. The shambling figures on...
