Rule the Roost is a Spurs podcast where proper football man-isms meet arthouse pretension. Every Monday, Jack’s joined by a guest to wrestle with whatever state Tottenham are in – from match discussions to transfer talk and identity to existential dread. Thursdays are for Q&As, your chance to ask serious (or not) questions. And after every match, there’s a solo pod recorded on the final whistle: unfiltered, emotional, and usually involving Jack crying about Ledley King (and now Son Heung-min ...

Chris and Greg Crofton have you over for a cup(s) of nitro, and a wide-ranging discussion of whatever is on their minds. Topics typically include injustice, poetry and payphones. New episode every Monday!

I‘ve loved scary movies as far back as I can remember. And with 2020 taking us all down interesting paths, I decided it was time to finally get off my butt and start this web series. So the focus of this series is mostly scary things. Movies, games, comics, whatever. We‘re gonna do reviews, commentaries, discuss big news, and do Scary Hot Chip Challenges.

Smut, erotica, and romance, oh my! Whatever you call it, we got it. Welcome to the book club you didn‘t ask for but secretly always wanted. Where we pick some of the most outrageous pieces of sexy literature out there and give you our unsolicited two cents.

As two veteran fathers, we wanted to create a podcast that spoke to the average man in America. This podcast is a safe haven for free thoughts and ideas for real American’s with real American experiences who aren’t afraid to look at the good, bad, and ugly of life and stand up for what they believe in. So, we’ll talk about our military experiences, we’ll talk about life after our service. We will talk about our faith, politics, sports, being a father, a husband, our struggles, and our succes ...

In cricket or life you never want to get beaten. But the game can bite you, and you can get BITTEN. BITTEN by the game OR SMITTEN by its characters, whatever one may choose to call happened to me in my teens. As a kid in a Bengali household I was often the victim of mum’s pathological hatred for the game. ‘Baba porte Bosho’ (get on with your books), she would say, when a generation was being charmed by a man called Sachin Tendulkar, the guile of Shane Warne, Anil Kumble’s grit or Laxman/Drav ...