Neil Lennon has hit out at the abuse he has suffered in Scotland, writes Tommy Martin

If we’ve learned anything from Netflix TV series, sports podcasts and purveyors of fancy doughnuts, it’s that you can have too much of a good thing. What is at first new and exciting can soon become bewilderingly oversaturated, and soon you have no idea what’s good anymore, or indeed, what to listen to while you are queuing at the Krispy Kreme drive-thru, writes Tommy Martin.

There is a point in the career of a retired footballer when they go Full Pundit.

We are the rats, the Aviva Stadium is our lab, and we’re going to get our arses electrocuted no matter what happens, writes Tommy Martin

At school, there was nothing quite like fight day, writes Tommy Martin.

I get a lift to five-a-side football on a Monday night with two Italian guys called Francesco and Mariano.

If it is possible for an event, which mainly consisted of middle-aged men in a state of wheezy exhaustion, to be considered spiritual, then Tuesday’s Liam Miller Tribute match certainly was that, writes Tommy Martin