One of my good friends decided to get married this weekend, and as a result I'll be missing all the games. And it's a short and relatively direct logical leap from there to the realization that I won't be writing about any of them. I know that's going to be hard for you, but look: [. Click to continue reading...

There are weekends full of matches that, like damned souls in a fiery moat, reach up for the ankles of the preview-writer crossing the drawbridge and shriek, "Choose me! Choose me!" Then there are weekends like this one, when Sunderland travel to Blackburn. Manchester United-Stoke is vaguely appealing, and I can't promise that winged seraphim [. Click to continue reading...

The match on everyone's mind may be the lurid festival of Arsenal-Manchester United, but there are a few other pockets of fear and resistance that might be worth looking into. Terrible truths will be revealed. Buried secrets will come to light. Outside my window, gray piles of dead leaves will continue to litter the Observatory [. Click to continue reading...

Nick and I have five matches picked out to watch this weekend, and as you know, with Nick, where there's a list, there's a playlist. For the record, I wrote a paragraph about Arsenal, but Nick nixed it. Apparently he's still upset about...something that happened last week? I don't know. Click to continue reading...

We're a team of mavericks over here at The Run of Play, which is why, doggone it, games we like to watch, and just the passion we have for the blessing to be enjoying of these players we've got out here. Again, good fortune. It's an honor and a privilege to know this opportunity of [. Click to continue reading...