And so a big night approaches for one of this region’s most diligent and trusted football figures.

If only Luke Moore could display even a fraction of the devotion offered to Albion by someone such as Nathan Watts, writes Martin Swain.

Football drew a mighty sigh of relief last night when it was confirmed that it will no longer have to do without His Eminence David O’Leary, writes Martin Swain.

We should thank Steve Bull for today pouring some bleach down the drains still carrying  the toxic fall-out from England’s meagre World Cup challenge.

Feeling better about England’s chances after Wednesday’s victory and safe passage into the last 16? writes Martin Swain.

Well, you can’t accuse Wolves of letting the grass grow under their feet this summer, writes Martin Swain.

Who are you and what have you done with the real England? writes Martin Swain.

Oh dear. I think Fabio Capello has just had his Theo Walcott moment, writes Martin Swain.

Some fans went on the pitch thinking it was all over and thankfully it is now, writes Martin Swain.

Albion are now so close to the Premier League they can smell the prawn sandwiches and hear Arsene Wenger moaning about their pitch, writes Martin Swain.

And another terrible week for Wolverhampton Wanderers comes to a close, writes Martin Swain.

Chief Sports Writer Martin Swain gives his take on the shocking boos that greeted Luke Moore’s arrival as a sub in the home win against Preston on Saturday.