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What Is Love? The Magic Of Moments
by DazC at 09:15 11 Oct 2018

It's often said that football is a results business. But it isn't really. It's a moments business.
Favourites for Relegation
by BossMan at 15:25 3 Oct 2018

I'm a daily visitor to the bet365 website and noticed this morning that for the first time this season (with this particular bookmaker) we are now favourites for relegation. Of course, other bookmakers are available.
Anger is Not a Good Emotion
by TimS at 22:58 28 Sep 2018

I am starting to realise that as I grow older, I am harking back to a period of my life which seemed to be idyllic, but it probably was totally different in reality.
Six Was the Best
by SpiritOfJohn at 09:52 22 Sep 2018

When Kevin Beattie's book, The Beat, was published in 1998 there were a few informal signing sessions arranged. As I was a schoolboy in the 70s, Kevin was a footballing hero of mine, so I thought I would brave the crowds and get in the queue for his autograph at Brannigan's in Ipswich. My Mum was also a big fan, so we decided to get there early and wait in line.
By Any Means Unnecessary
by DazC at 16:37 19 Sep 2018

If there's one lesson that should be learned from Ipswich's match against Brentford, it's that sometimes you should stick with what you know.
A Driven Individual and - So Far - a Serial Winner
by monty_radio at 13:59 14 Sep 2018

In such a day as this when allowing your new manager and regime 10 games is considered the height of patience and sense and, by some, lenient nonsense, Paul Hurst is naturally incurring fans' spoken and written doubts after seven - albeit with an unrecognisable team.
But We’re Not Playing Derby
by NormEmerges at 11:30 2 Sep 2018

As we head into the derby game against Norwich, it seems curious to name it after a completely different town.
Ipswich Town and the Rotten Kitchen Cupboards
by WarkTheWarkITFC at 10:26 28 Aug 2018

In 2012 I purchased a three-bedroom house just outside Ipswich town centre.
Sounds Better in a Song
by OriginalMarkyP at 09:00 15 Aug 2018

We were looking for a manager and then we found a manager, but heaven knows (some of us) are miserable now.
Time To Simply Enjoy Being Ipswich Town
by WarkTheWarkITFC at 16:01 14 Aug 2018

Something incredibly strange happened to me on Saturday evening.
The Long Haul
by DazC at 22:17 3 Aug 2018

I say this with the greatest of respect to the new regime at Ipswich Town, but brace yourselves - this voyage could get a little bumpy.
A New Team
by bbg at 21:53 3 Aug 2018

It was very obvious long before the end of last season we would be starting the season tomorrow with new management. However, as it gets closer to the transfer deadline next week, it is now looking possible that we could surprisingly also be seeing a team almost entirely changed from the previous year.
Carpe Team
by SE1blue at 11:39 2 Aug 2018

“Make your lives extraordinary”’ - John Keating, Dead Poets Society.
Hopes of Yet to Come
by mosie at 09:02 27 Jul 2018

Here is a poem that I think sums up all fans' desires for next season.
Be Careful What You Wish For... Which Was?
by parkinshair at 11:41 23 Jul 2018

With the Paul Hurst era beginning in earnest in just a couple of weeks, so begins a new dawn, a new day, a new start, as the song goes. A change was needed.
Away Day Report: Barnet
by BlueBloke at 22:25 21 Jul 2018

I wake up at 6.44am.
Show ME, How You Do That Trick
by Mullet at 15:50 1 Jul 2018

“It’s worth remembering the Championship is a really different prospect today, compared to when I invested 10 years ago.”
New Man, New Hope
by SpiritOfJohn at 13:53 30 Jun 2018

As an occasional poet of the third rate variety, I have been scratching around for a few weeks trying to think of a rhyme or song to fit our new manager. Paul Hurst is hardly a name to get the creative juices overflowing, which is due to its no-nonsense shortage of syllables rather than his achievements in the beautiful game.
End of Season Grades
by BlueBloke at 15:27 21 May 2018

Football might be one of life’s trivial pursuits in which it’s never quite possible to gain enough distance; I still wince, for instance, at the two Bobby Zamora goals that killed our promotion dream in the 2005 play-offs.
TS Eliot and the Football Waste Land
by monty_radio at 13:17 10 May 2018

April is the cruellest month – or so TS Eliot once said back in 1922, the year of the publication of his poem, The Waste Land, when the FA Cup final was done-and-dusted by the end of April.
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