"I am not a number, I'm a free man," bellowed the Prisoner. Greedy sod, he should have been grateful, because Coventry City striker Paul Williams is remembered in the tomes of football folly by just a solitary letter. Yes, one blessed letter.

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WELCOME TO THE PREMIER LEAGUE...
TUESDAY 15th APRIL 2008

It's a huge night in the Black Country this evening - well, the biggest since that midnight morris dance convention in Halesowen last Spring.

A land famous for coal mines, iron foundries and steel mills this evening gives way to the continental flair of Zoltan Gera, Seyi Olofinjana and err Paul Robinson, as one of the nation's most colourfully- accented tussles kicks off.


So much to play for, with West Brom doing one of the division's better impressions of a team that can actually be bothered to challenge for promotion, while their hosts Wolves are performing their usual late burst of play-off form that will surely fail with a loose offside call on the final day of the season, to the dismay of Mick McCarthy and his faux-Irish mates in Tipperary.

Look out too for Hull City's unlikely push gathering even greater pace at Barnsley. The rewards? The Premier League - the best in the world.

It comes to something when Hull, Britain's most onomatopoeiac town, sits on the cusp of the Premier League - Hull v Wigan next season, anyone?

Who said continental flair was ruining the game? I mean, have you seen Dean Windass or Jonathan Greening recently?

Exactly.

 

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