The Rushes on Irvine Beach ’95

The rushes. By 5 o’clock a melting film of amphetamine has settled via the base of my spine into the back of my skull. I slink against the fence perimeter watching the ticketless as they down more Frosty - every drop an affirmation they’ll stay beachside until post-encore and the drunk and ragged filter out. I... Continue Reading →

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So the 1990s Lacked Je Nais Se Quoi?: 10 goalie shirts that both confirm and deny

Football goalies are the ultimate quirky breed...that's a fact known for as long as footie time immemorial itself. On fields of green they get up to tricks your average, common or garden left-back would never risk in their dreams. Those flamboyant foibles bring out all the ooohs and aaahs of the day, as well as a few squeaky bum... Continue Reading →

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