Sheffield Wednesday 3-0 Leeds United: Bigger Bruises
Midweek on the playing fields, The Championship thwacks you on the knees, it knees you in the groin, it elbows in the face, leaves bruises bigger than dinner plates.
Moxcowhite • Daniel Chapman
Sheffield Wednesday 0-2 Leeds United: Change Given
The other players seemed slow to join Chris Wood. Perhaps they were waiting to see if he was about to produce a bike chain from somewhere and pile into the supporters, finishing what he started on Tuesday night. He was shouting a lot, but I'm willing to assume it was all nice things.
Leeds United 0-0 Middlesbrough: Purple
Perhaps one day putting my money into the club and into the hands of a Leeds fan won't feel like completely opposite things, which is a lot of what this pre-match protest was about.
Sheffield Wednesday 2-0 Leeds United: Nailed On
This is how this weekend felt. Not just the defeat, but the manner of it, the way the cosmos seemed to be taking the monumental piss.
Leeds United 2-1 Hull City: Upsides
When Chris Wood scores a goal like that and runs to the fans in the South Stand, we're the ones who are so desperate to be there to cheer him that we'll pay any price and suffer any indignity.
Sheffield Wednesday 1-2 Leeds United: Individual Building
This season paring down to an individual face-off - Cellino vs Redfearn - which is not something that should happen at Billy Bremner’s club.
Leeds United 1-0 Middlesbrough: Practical Heroics
I wonder how many children, distraught about missing the Kop Cat on Saturday, had their tears dried by a gleaming new ‘Billy Sharp 8’ shirt on their way home from the game. Us grown ups, remembering Vinnie Jones, will settle for copying his haircut and cheering more goals like Saturday’s.
Sheffield Wednesday 6-0 Leeds United: Shaking the Throne
Well, you know the result by now. And you know too that for the second time in a week Brian McDermott had to fess up to his worst moment in football.
Leeds United 2-1 Middlesbrough: Big Game Players
The lovely atmosphere of Elland Road in autumn, when a game starts in sunlight, is played beneath brass skies, and ends floodlit but not too cold.
No Bull
When Red Bull link up with a football club, they don’t just settle for a name on a shirt or a token stadium name change that all the fans ignore anyway. They engulf everything about a club and its history that isn’t Red Bull branded and they destroy it. That isn’t hyperbole.