The sixth goal hurts the most. I'm miles from home, surrounded by strangers, sweating through a too-small football shirt. And I'm getting hammered. My opponent is openly using me as target practice. I ...

It’s the firmly established anthem for calms before sporting storms — but what’s the maximum number of times you’d want to listen to Intro by the xx in a single day? If your answer is “a dozen, easily ...

In the early summer of 1983 then I finally retired the Triumph 20 to the shed where I watched it happily rust for years after. In its stead, I took possession of a gold, 10-speed Viking racer. I’d ...

Subbuteo. Remember that? You may have heard tales, passed down from misty-eyed dads. This was the football game for gamers who didn't have -FIFA yet, didn't have Pro Evolution Soccer. They may not ...

I recently had the pleasure of speaking with Mark Adolph about a book he recently wrote about a topic that’s near and dear to my heart — and many football fans around the world… Subbuteo. For those ...

KENT, England – With a quivering finger, England Subbuteo veteran Rudi Peterschinigg conceded the free kick that sent his country’s World Cup quarter-final into extra time before smashing his plastic ...

In the Little English Book of Borderline Racist Stereotypes, any mention of the little guys in Sicily would usually involve Joe Pesci-type figures who specialise in an unorthodox and unlicensed form ...

The table football game Subbuteo is now 76 years old, but despite its age it still holds a place in the hearts of a broad church of enthusiasts. Perhaps the high point came on April 10, 1980. At the ...

Jeff Drake lives in St. Louis, but he loves Sporting Kansas City — and boasts one of the more unusual tributes to the team inside his house. First, there’s a table that looks like a foosball table ...

A newspaper has used Subbuteo figures and pitches to illustrate a football match report to get around a ban imposed on photographers. The Swindon Advertiser used pieces from the tabletop football game ...

My dear gran, who was not one of life’s great diplomats, never thought much of my chosen career. “Not really a profession, is it?,” she would say in her highly imitable manner. “More a hobby, if ...