Leeds United Football Club is an English professional football club based in the city of Leeds, West Yorkshire.
The plight of the homeless is not limited to the poor souls we see on the street everywhere during our daily lives. The homeless are all around us, in every housing estate, poorly built apartment blocks, and isolated rural houses. These homeless are working families, single men and women, who are working every week and paying direct and indirect taxes to our government.
It has been quite the week for statements from football clubs. Without doubt, the most trivial in the grand scheme of things was the one dropped by Leeds United on Sunday. Trivial because it pertained exclusively to results on the pitch, though not so for those touched by the last three-and-a-half years at Elland Road.
For the teams at the top end of the game, there comes a point in the season, which makes the turn from possibility into reality: a span of matches that dictate if the foundations of the campaign can lead to trophies, top-four finishes or other objectives.
He played over 500 times for Leeds United, but John Giles admits, with a grimace, that there’s one match in particular which people want to ask him about, the olé-filled 7-0 thrashing of Southampton in a league game.
As the rest of the Premier League went into Covid-enforced abeyance, Arsenal have further strengthened their position in the top four. More to the point, their victory over Leeds – mature, intelligent, with a perfectly executed game plan – suggests their presence there is no fluke.
The problem with any discussion of Marcelo Bielsa is the tendency immediately to speak in grand broad-brush terms, as everybody already knows what they think about him. It’s the curse of our age that positions so rapidly become entrenched, even when it comes to the ostensibly trivial issue of how football should be played.
Bruno Fernandes and Paul Pogba were the star acts of a scintillating team display as Manchester United turned on the style in their rout of a Leeds side who ended shell-shocked and desperate for the referee, Paul Tierney, to blow the whistle.
At teatime last Sunday came perhaps the broadcasting highlight of the festive period, a moment both dramatic and farcical that was soundtracked by a high-pitched Scottish voice shouting the phrases "Big Wes!" and "His own net!" in various combinations, the delirious syntax conveying the sense of the moment far more eloquently than a finely-turned sentence could ever have done.
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