Keeping up with the Klopps By Jonathan Blaustein It’s finally December, which means evil November has ceded the stage. I hope the door hit November in the ass on the way out, and that it left a mark. Like a bruise. Or a scar. I’d…
Man U v. Arsenal: if 2016 taught me anything it’s to prepare for the worst In the weeks leading up to the election of Zaphod “Biff Tanner” Beeblebrox as president of the United States, I grew secretly more worried that Clinton wouldn’t get her campaign over the line. I kept hearing reports from friends who…
Return of the J: Questions By Jonathan Blaustein First thing’s first. Let’s set the record straight. I write for 7am kickoff, and Tim writes for Arseblog. But there is no transitive property here. I don’t know those guys. So when I give shout outs or…
