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Another labor of love



By Ray Hamill

I’m delighted to announce the publication of my new book, Help, My Horse is Drowning!, available now on Amazon and any other book sites with suitable good taste (or who don’t know any better).

It’s a humorous look at the world of sports and how it impacts us on a daily basis, told through a series of anecdotes and observations from a lifetime association with sports.

From tales of the schoolyard and growing up in a sports-mad family back in Dublin City, to NFL Sundays in the bars of Northern California, Help, My Horse is Drowning! covers a wide gamut of stories, offering intriguing insights to the history of the sports we love and more than a few observations on the lovely madness of it all. Read more

How predictable is the top six in EPL?


By Ray Hamill

Predicting the top six in the English Premier League is one of the easiest calls in all of sports. 

Predicting the order of that six, however, is one of the most difficult.

Sure, sometimes a Leicester City comes along and throws a spanner in the works, but that type of thing happens once in a lifetime (or two), and any dreamers harboring hopes of a Huddersfield Town miracle in 2017/18 would do well to remember that money talks in the EPL and the teams that spend it more than anyone else are the same teams that generally occupy those top six spots.

The most likely of the other 14 teams to potentially crash that party (at Arsenal’s expense, dare I say?) is perhaps Everton. Read more

In sports, Cleveland is the Wile E. Coyote of cities


By Ray Hamill

When it comes to North American sports, there are plenty of long suffering fans out there faithfully following their team of choice and never giving up on dreams of success. But when it comes to cities that have suffered the most, nowhere compares to Cleveland.

In fact, it’s not even close.

This year marks the 50th anniversary of the city’s last taste of success in any major sport, an NFL championship by the Browns in 1964, and I sure hope all the Clevelanders (yes, that’s what they call themselves) held a great big parade that day and really soaked it all up, because it’s been a long barren spell since. Read more

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