Down and Out?

Down and Out?

Was that a little glimpse of the old Wigan Athletic coming back on Saturday afternoon? No, I don’t mean getting nilled at home after an abject performance. Again. I mean that there was some semblance of play and cohesion to our game. The back four looked a bit more comfortable keeping hold of a ball

Disorganised defence

Disorganised defence

Ever have one of those days when you just turn up and everything falls majestically into place? No, neither do we! With one of us running late, two others badly prepared (what, we’re meant to prepare for this thing?) and Jimmy only doing 2 pages of notes instead of his usual 5, we can only

Hell is round the corner

Hell is round the corner

We’re back with another Emporium of S***e and L is the letter under our alphabetically based scrutiny today. Seems strange how we’re on the brink of relegation and so few of the current crop are being chucked in, there’s time yet I suppose.

After the (Michael) Love has gone

After the (Michael) Love has gone

The Pie At Night team resume in suitably cheerful fashion with the Latics marooned in the relegation swamp. We talk about our Oscar like gaffes without a mention of Bramble, Caldwell or Burn before briefly laughing at Bolton players spitting their dummies at their own fans. But we can’t spend the whole podcast laughing at

Get back up again

Get back up again

It’s never too late! The one thing I can safely say during Warren Joyce’s tenure is that results and performances have been all over the place. This, therefore, can be construed as a good thing too! It arguably means that in our next game we could perform completely differently.

K-klass

K-klass

We’ve been building up to this for a while. Regular readers and listeners will be aware of our feature where we discuss those Wigan Athletic players who covered themselves in something less illustrious than glory and the letter K has generally been thought of a fiercely anticipated contest.

The personality disorder of a Latics fan

The personality disorder of a Latics fan

I’m never short for words but trying to insert the right ones is proving increasingly difficult. There’s something about being  a Wigan Athletic fan which induces personality disorders.

You’d perhaps have to go all the way back to the Paul Jewell era to find a period whereby we could say with any sort of certainty the direction we were heading. Maybe the second half of last season too, though that seems to have been swiftly re-written by those seeking to scapegoat a certain Scotsman for our current predicament.  

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