The World’s Longest Running Wigan Athletic Fanzine
Even though the season ended, in a football sense, at about the time everybody was tucking into turkey with all the trimmings, the MFE thunders on regardless.
We’ll see you in August with issue 53*, assuming another 6 or 7 fanzines haven’t launched in the meantime and we can’t be arsed with it any more.
*Or 99, as this seems to be the numbering convention these days.
Look, we know we’re a bit later than usual, but we had production problems.
Blame migs, it was his PC that blew up.
We were also a bit worried about the cover, but normal service has been resumed.
Well, we got here, the milestone Issue 50
No, we’re not sure either. We thought folks would have cottoned on to what we were up to years ago, but they never did.
Thanks to everyone who has bought, begged or stolen a copy over the years. We’ll always be grateful for your support.
Okay, so things aren’t looking quite as rosy as we’d hoped, in footballing terms. But have no fear, the MFE is here and it’s as consistent as it’s always been.
Make of that what you will. Anyway, order now for delivery sometime around the weekend. Or Tuesday the 20th. The digital version will be available on Saturday morning.
So what’s in this issue?
We have all sorts of stuff, including an editorial that is the written version of kicking the stool away.
We have Les at Large (of course), more poetry from Moonay, Some more great stuff from Jonny Fairclough and Neill Rimmer’s Perm, plus a couple of book previews. We’re all highbrow these days.
We also have another interview with a Wigan Legend, John Kettle of Tansads and Merry Hell fame.
Look, we know we’re late, you don’t need to tell us, but we’ve had stuff to do.
Anyway, here we are with a new season already underway, and it’s looking almost as depressing as the first 6 months of last year. But we have faith at The Mudhutter, and we know that Uwe will put things right.
So what’s in this issue?
We have Les Bagg’s usual stuff, which includes a section on John Alder and Liam Sweeney, 2 Geordies who were killed when the Russians shot down the Malaysian Airlines jet over the Ukraine.
We even have a Mudhutter exclusive, an interview with The Duke himself, Nathan Ellington. You can see what he has to say about him leaving Latics, and the exact reasons he went to West Brom.
Plus, of course, all the usual guff and nonsense that we turn out year after year. We really do thank you for your loyalty.
With our all new German style efficiency the latest issue of the Mudhutter hits the streets this weekend with 48 pages of carefully thought out prose and pictures from Wigan’s finest selection of helmets.
A more pensive, reflective, provocative, expensive, selective, creative, primitive, vegetative pamphlet you could not wish to acquire if you are so that way inclined.In this issue we pay tribute to Jason Roberts and Britpop, talk Pies and Poetry, and reminisce over Wigan Casino, internet message boards and local history. We cast our eyes over the FA Cup semi final and preview the run in and just what that man Rosler has got in store. Looking back, looking forwards and taking stock of where we are.
48 pages as ever by the fans, for the fans. Every issue see the same old contributors in their twenties to their fifties augmented by new faces putting pen to paper to extol the virtues of Wigan, Wigan Athletic or indeed any topic of their choosing like a council estate version of Mastermind. Putting pen to paper, from the heart, for you the selective, intelligent minority of Wigan Athletic supporters who like to read and take in what someone has bothered to write rather than doing all the talking.
And with that I’ll shut up. Apart from to say that you can buy both the printed and the new-fangled digital versions from the following links –
Well, from almost nothing, here we are. An FA Cup semi-final, into the play-off positions, still profitable and a manager who wears long kecks. Good times, indeed, to be a Latics mon.
Following on from the Coyle debacle, who would’ve thought Uwe Rosler, a manager with a pedigree that could be called more “solid” than “spectacular” would be the one to lead us out of the Scottish wilderness? 8 wins on the trot, a run foiled only by a Yeovil team intent on getting another 3 players sent off, but helped by a referee who thought Jordi Gomez timing a tackle perfectly was worthy of the same punishment as James McArthur being hacked down from behind about 10 minutes after the ball had gone.
Not only that, we’re playing football which is not only full of purpose, but isn’t short on attractiveness either. I mean, we’ve finally got midfielders running from midfield, for goodness’ sake.
But I digress.
All this, and much much more is in the MFE Issue 46. We have interviews with two former players as well as music legends of both the past and the future, the revitalisation of Jordi Gomez in the unlikely role of Latics Hero and tons of other stuff.
The Printed Edition can be bought from the shop on this very site, and the Digital Edition will be on sale from 10 o’clock on the morning of the match. If you are a subscriber to the Printed mag, you can log in and read all this season’s issues for nowt. Mind you, Migs has proved spectacularly inept at getting that particular feature working properly, so if you’ve any problems, let us know and we’ll see what we can do to fix it.
So the march towards Issue 50 continues at its usual leisurely pace. I know, us neither.
We were hoping the Kazan lads would be out selling their fanzine pre-match last week. Would it be called “Rubin Rags” in a nod to self deprecation? Or maybe My Perfect Kazan given the cult following that The Undertones had in Eastern Europe and the love of their boys in Ruby? Or maybe Meat and Tatar, because they like a pie in the Republic of Tatarstan so I’m told.
Anyway, as it seems even a programme is hard to come by on European shores, though friendship scarves are two a penny, we have to return closer to home and we have 52 pages of goodness currently whizzing through a printing press and smelling all inky for your delectation.
Yes that’s right, fifty two pages for just two of our English quids for the latest issue of the Mudhutter – number 44 it is! Bagg tells us about Belgium, Tony Topping has been up in his loft (oo-er missus) rummaging through old programmes, Jonny Fairclough tackles the latest additions to the Wiggin dialect and there’s also the small matter of a lengthy interview with Wigan Athletic Chief Executive Jonathan Jackson.
Plus there’s all the regular features you’d expect and plenty food for thought and commentary about the season so far, a mix of the serious and silly, written from the heart by people who could be bothered to do so. You can warm their cockles even further by investing two of your hard earned pounds in this earthy product.
So it came to pass that Owen Coyle lasted all of five and a half months, or two Mudhutters if you prefer. And we were looking forward to having some fun with the bell end too….ah well, the slightly delayed from Christmas Issue 45 is about to hit the streets. Weighing in at a 52 pages it’s fatter than Grant Holt and doesn’t go on about Carlisle or greyhounds all the time, although the subject matter is often just as irrelevant.
We’ve got two interviews with former Latics photographer Frank Orrell and Man City fan The Paris Angel and we’ve got European tales a plenty. We haul over the coals of the Coyle regime and several regulars give their views on 2013 and the state of play at Wigan Athletic as we head into (yet another) new era.
Aside from football we look at the other important things in life: pies, pubs, crap Christmas presents and Uncle Joe’s mintballs plus there’s all your usual features packed into it with all the frivolity of a match day mascot and none of the class.
Anyway, here’s the bit which I faithfully type out every time we have a fanzine on sale and every time a few days later someone will ask “where do you get yer fanzine from”
Well, here we are, a new season, a new manager and almost a new team. It will probably come as no surprise that the 2013-14 Mudhutter eschews all that nonsense, and carries on with the old traditions of profanity and half-arsedness that has got us this far.
Having said that, the first issue after the departure of Bob was always going to be interesting, and so it proves to be. In fact, it’s probably our best issue for a while, given that our talented team of writers had so much material to work with.
If you didn’t manage to get your copy at the Middlesbrough game, you can buy the magazine in both printed and digital format on this very site –
New and Improved!
It’s not really new and improved but I have to put that in the vain hope that all the kiddies reading Newsnow might click on it instead of flicking past to read the 18th bollocks story of the day that the Geordie press are fabricating about James McCarthy leaving for a cut price deal of three clippercards and a Pizza Express two for one voucher.
We are back though and currently putting together our first issue of the season in readiness for the second home game of the season on Saturday 24th August 2013
Every issue sees new writers putting pen to paper to Mudhutter on any subject of their choice and all views are welcome from anyone who cherishes Wigan Athletic or any other subject dearly enough to make the effort.
The printed word is undergoing a rebirth right now with new football fanzines emerging from Barnsley to Motherwell and we are proud to be part of that movement. We are fortunate enough to have over 50 postal subscribers to Mudhutter from Melbourne to San Francisco to Beech Hill and are now offering up our season long subscriptions for 2013/14.
The REAL Wembley Special!
When we at the Mudhutter knew we were off to Wembley for the FA Cup Final, we also knew we were scheduled to bring out the final issue of the season just 8 days later, but we decided we couldn’t let the occasion pass without comment.
Most of this issue was written before the final was played, but a few pages were kept back so that we could include a couple of articles which lamented or celebrated – we didn’t know, and we didn’t care, which – our first ever appearance in the final.
We also present a poem by Manchester writer and poet Mike Garry, which reminds us that football – even the FA Cup Final – is about more than just football.
For an hour or two, relive the emotions we all felt at about ten past seven on the evening of Saturday May the 11th 2013. For the next 12 months, revel in the knowledge that, when people say the words “Wigan Athletic”, they can add “current FA Cup Holders” on the end of it. For the rest of your life, live with the certainty that you know where you were on one cold, rain soaked, magnificent evening.
It’s our club, it’s our town, and it’s our FA Cup.