A Sticker's Worth 500 Words

Given an opportunity I would probably have cereal for most meals. I appreciate this reveals an unsophisticated palette, a distinct level of laziness and a concerning lack of maturity but if you hadn’t worked the last two out from this blog then maybe you haven’t been following too closely. Thankfully being married to an actual adult and enjoying cooking has prevented me from existing entirely on Cheerios but there’s always a box of something on the go for emergencies and what seems to be missing nowadays is a questionable prize to go with the breakfast, lunch or dinner of champions. In the halcyon days of the 1990s the choice of breakfast had much more to do with what random thing came free with it over nutritional value or flavour. This is perhaps why Sugar Puffs dominated the market. Buried in your pack of glazed puff wheat could be a figurine of Alan Shearer , Les Ferdinand or Lee Sharpe or perhaps a pencil topper letting you light up your Maths lessons with appearances from Gunna

The last in our fourth year anniversary collection of cult hero posts comes from Mat Jolin-Beech and takes us to his traditional stamping ground of Old Trafford and the production line of quality Manchester United talent from the Sir Alex Ferguson years. Over to Mat on one of Waterford’s most famous sons. Cult heroes – those fan favourites than opposition fans and players love to hate. Or players that the homes fans love, despite them being a bit shit. That’s the definition right? Well, yes. But also no. It’s a very subjective thing and each club will have its own roster of cult heroes. I’m lucky, although having recently lost to Fulham makes me doubt that statement, that being a Manchester United fan there is a big list to choose from. I was thinking about Park Ji-Sung but I’ve covered that tireless worker before. Another was Diego Forlan purely for those goals against Liverpool. But I’ll save him for another day. Today, it’s John O’Shea and first up: that goal against Arsenal . T

Our third post to celebrate our fourth anniversary comes from Emlyn Shepherdson-Jones (yes, he got married and went all Gary Taylor-Fletcher) and takes a look at a well travelled forward who definitely hasn’t had a job on the side revealing football’s darkest secrets. But that’s what he’d want you to think isn’t it? Over to Emlyn. When the suggestion came through on the Sticker's Worth 500 Words WhatsApp to do a cult hero for our respective teams, the immediate thought that came to mind was James Harper . I've already written about him and several of his title-winning contemporaries over the years, but definitely could have waxed lyrical for several thousand more on the adoration I have for this man. However, in the interests of a tiny semblance of originality, I will focus on a man who sat next to Harper in the 2006/07 Squad Photograph – with both men linking arms and gently caressing the inner thigh of the other. It's no secret which footballer I'm describing: Readin