Atletico Malagueno v Loja CD El Estadio de Atletismo Ciudad de Málaga / Tercera División / 13th October 2019 I think I've gone a bit mad persisting and subjecting myself to the floundering efforts of sinking Málaga CF. Well, that madness was further confirmed this weekend. The morning after watching the big boys of Málaga... Continue Reading →
Málaga v Cádiz La Rosaleda / Segunda División / 12th October 2019 Another week and another Málaga drama. This week's problem? Not having enough players. I see nothing but bad news at this club. Despite the travails of Málaga CF, they actually find themselves with international footballers on their books: there is Munir for Morocco,... Continue Reading →
CD Estepona v Juventud de Torremolinos El Estadio Francisco Muñoz Pérez / Tercera División - División de Honor Andaluza Grupo 2 / 22nd September 2019 Where would you rather go? El Estadio Francisco Muñoz Pérez to watch semi-pro Spanish football or Disneyland Paris? Actually, I shouldn't bother asking that, as I know plenty of groundhoppers... Continue Reading →
My first ever trip to the home of Málaga, La Rosaleda, and my first use of my Málaga season ticket. I fall in love with the ground, Keidi Bare and the Guiri Army and I'm told that Málaga will love me back too.
My first ever Málaga sees me head up to the beautiful village of Benahavis to watch them take on Melilla in a friendly.
The early front runner for my favourite bar in Málaga: Central Beers - a craft beer force in the city. May contain various references to Talking Heads' This Must Be Place.
Here's my first bit of advice to anyone visiting Almería: if you want a quiet day and not be noticed, do not wear a Feyenoord Rotterdam shirt out in the street. As I learned very quickly, you'll get approached repeatedly by middle-aged, Dutch women holidaying in the city and they will hassle you and on occasions... Continue Reading →
This blog is about my first 24 hours ever in 'Marbs' back in April 2019 and is very much my whistle stop tour of the place. Many of these places I'll undoubtedly revisit in my time living there and hopefully I'll write about in much more detail. Excuse the language for a second but… “Fucking... Continue Reading →
“It’s a really cool city this, but I’m not sure I could ever live here – or anywhere out in this part of the world actually.’ As me and my pal Gibbo zig-zagged through the narrow, labyrinthine streets and alleys of Seville, this was the statement that the day’s bucket load of cheap Cruzcampo made... Continue Reading →