Vale Park
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Port Vale: The Problems We Already Knew About
Here’s the moment. The moment that tells you everything. Hernandez twists away from his full-back, reaches the byline and hangs an inch-perfect cross into the box. Mo Faal is there, utterly unmarked, seven yards from goal with only the (make-believe)… Continue reading
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Port Vale 2026/27: We Walk This Road Together
Thank fuck that’s over with. May, June, July. Three months of exhausting nothingness. Weeks and days without rhyme or reason, finally, mercifully, behind us. Ok, there was the World Cup, and it did have its moments, just not from us.… Continue reading
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Port Vale: Albert Camus, Relegation and the Inescapability of Hope
And there it is. Relegation, finally confirmed. The thing most of us had accepted by Christmas – the quiet, sinking realisation that there was no way out of this mess – finally happened last night at Cardiff. With a whimper… Continue reading
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Paulo Tavares, Cognitive Dissonance, and Port Vale FC
I’d like to pull on your coat for a minute and tell you a story. It’s about Cognitive Dissonance and Confirmation Bias – those psychological mechanisms that allow us to overlook reality and follow our own narrative. It’s about those… Continue reading
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¡Bienvenido, Compañero Hernández!
Look at us. We’ve dipped into the global talent pool and come up clutch. Onel Hernández doesn’t just arrive from the long, unromantic road that is Charlton, Norwich, Middlesbrough and Birmingham, no, Hernández arrives with the unmistakable imprint of Cuba… Continue reading
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Northern Skies, Valiant Hearts
Saturday, we’ll be back on the road, up the M6 and through the grey drizzle, Bolton away, it’s one of those games, right? We’re riding out there with nowt but a prayer, expecting the hit, expecting the loss, but who… Continue reading
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Port Vale V Mansfield Town: Stags, Scabs and a Quality Bitter
Saturday 20 September 2025, Vale Park, Stoke-on-Trent Kick off: Three O’Clock. Roll the windows down on the A38, brother, and let the wind whip your face like a miner’s ghost whispering through the hedgerows. You’re heading south, but the past… Continue reading
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