On the gritter…

On the gritter…

NOW IS THE WINTER OF OUR 48 PAGE CONTENT Ho ho ho and we have got a festive treat for you as the latest Mudhutter hits the snow coated streets of Wigan, Lancashire. Let’s be honest, the only festive thing about it is the cover, and that’s a pile of cr*p too. But at least

It started with a tweet…

It started with a tweet…

This article is taken from Issue 64 of the Mudhutter Football Express, copies are still available now through the usual sources and on www.mudhutter.co.uk. A playlist inspired by the article is available on our mixcloud page, or by pressing play on the widget below.  Press play then enjoy the read…

It started with a tweet…

As these things so often do.  This one was one of those “on this day in…” tweets, claiming that Primal Scream’s opus, Screamadelica was released on 23rd September, 27 years ago.  Once I’d got past the strangeness of celebrating something’s 27th anniversary, I focussed in on the obvious error, surely such a landmark album couldn’t have been released in such a sh*t year?  Surely it came out the year before?

CheckaTrade on Me

CheckaTrade on Me

I didn’t go to Blackpool away in the Checkatrade Trophy. It wasn’t a boycott, I just couldn’t be arsed. I felt like I should do something, or rather not do something but, conscious of the can of worms it would open, I did nothing. I let the bait swim past. Football fans come in all

Pop quiz

Pop quiz

Are you a Pathetic Casual? It’s Blackpool away this weekend and we plucked this article from the Mudhutter archives….. A new phenomenon is sweeping the terraces. The days of men being men are no more and a pleasant mob of middle aged saps are steaming through a concourse near you. The Pathetic Casuals take no

Time for a Sub?

Time for a Sub?

Last chance to subscribe to Mudhutter   It’s last chance saloon at MFE Towers as we have just three copies of Issue 63 left following bumper sales which held up surprisingly well following our demise into the third tier once more.   You can order a full subscription for the 2017/18 season here: https://www.mudhutter.co.uk/product/mfe-subscription-2017-18/  

New season, same old drivel

New season, same old drivel

The Mudhutter is back with a bang to welcome you into a new season with the usual mix of the diverse, light hearted and reflective pieces on all matters relating to Wigan Athletic and other random subjects of our choosing. There’s an in depth piece on the managerial instability that has plagued us over recent times,

Roll up, roll up…

Roll up, roll up…

It’s that time of year again. The fixtures are out and we, at The Mudhutter, are starting to plan ahead, as much as we can be bothered doing anything of the sort.

Anyway, the good news is that you can now take out a five issue subscription for the 2017/18 season at the same price as last year. That price is £10 including free postage for five printed issues delivered to your doorstep by a cheerful, whistling postman.

Charity begins at…

Charity begins at…

May 2nd is NKH (Non-Ketotic Hyperglycinemia) Awareness Day and coincides nicely with a decision that we took a few weeks ago at Mudhuts Towers. A few years ago, we put the price of the fanzine up from £1.50 to £2.00, for no other reason than the sellers couldn’t be bothered handling all the 50p’s.

THE APRIL MUDHUTTER COMETH

THE APRIL MUDHUTTER COMETH

It’s that time again, time for another Mudhutter to hit the streets. And as ever, we give you an irreverent mix of the past, present and future. There’s certainly plenty of deliberation as to how we’ve got to where we are and what the landscape may look like next season. We also take a look

Choose Life

Choose Life

Choose empty seats. Choose Brenda Spencer doing her big shop. Choose slagging off one manager  but getting behind the other, three at the back, one striker and not four four f***ing two. Choose train cans and tapas. Choose your favourite left back. Choose chingalings. Choose ugg boots and a ‘Martinez Out’ sign. Choose a player calling a fan a ‘strap on’. Choose 1932, 1978, 2005 and 2013. Choose “Up The f***in’ Tics”, nacking Wallgate and stopping a bus. Choose missing kick off and being back in the pub by half time. Choose selling your best player every January and replacing him with someone you’ve never even heard of. Choose broken legs and statues. Choose Jordi Gomez. Choose a last minute winner in the FA Cup Final. Choose the Mudhutter.

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