Credit: Magnus Gundjonsson A clash as timeless as the beautiful game itself took place on the 4th of September at 16:30, in which Fried John United (The Spaniards) overcame Latinos FC (LFC) to achieve a much-needed statement win. The game ended 7-1, but that scoreline doesn't truly reflect the clash between the rivals. Star debuts, patient and composed defending, as well as never-ending throw-ins made this Hispanic derby an excellent match. Sunday League is made up of multip

Students at the University of St Andrews protest against gender-based violence amidst international coverage of the Cornell seven case. @sta_womenagainstthefarright, @empowerherstandrews, @staagainstgbv, @got.consent.sta, @standrewsfeminists On Monday 5th October, the Reclaim Our Streets protest, organised by multiple of the women-led societies at the university, took place on South Street next to the Blackfriars Chapel Ruins. The protest was organised by St Andrews Women Ag

Like many other fans of nostalgic ‘90s rom-coms, I set the tone for the upcoming spooky season in St Andrews’ T-Squared Cinema by watching Practical Magic 2. It’s safe to say that much of the film included what was to be expected of any Hollywood sequel: cheap jokes, a narrative focusing on ‘passing the torch’ to another generation, and a smothering of nostalgic callbacks such as the beloved ‘midnight margaritas’. In spite of this, I was surprised by one particular aspect of

‘Some people say I remind them of Amy’, sings RAYE on her sophomore album, This Music May Contain Hope. ‘Some spit through their keyboards, I’ll never amount'. Amy Winehouse’s passing was truly tragic, and, as one of my all-time favourite singers, I mourn the loss of her virtually every single day. With her raw, honest songwriting, uncompromising sense of style, and vintage sensibilities, Amy was unapologetically herself, and refused to bend to the will of the music industry

Despite autumn arriving in St Andrews somewhat later this year, it’s inevitable return has undoubtedly begun. A characteristic chill is in the air, hinting at the gale force winds and driving rain that is surely to come. Credit: Katie Stott Of course, the most undeniable evidence of the turn of the seasons is the leaves changing to their autumnal colours. Seasonal migrations have begun, with flocks of barnacle geese flying over in their military V formation. For me, autumn is

Creating art can serve as a catalyst for personal transformation, or as a means for political voice, which is especially important when one is isolated from the outside world - or incarcerated. I have been thinking about this across the summer, intrigued by the intersection of personal and political elements when creating art inside of prison. When I visited San Francisco in August, I saw a display from an artist called Orlando Smith. He is currently serving eight life sent

“Good luck back on the long, yellow brick road to DRA,” said my friend, who, of course, lives in Sallies, as I prepared for my 25-minute hike back. After rolling my eyes at her, I laughed because she was right; for what some may call the “unlucky” residents of David Russell Apartments, getting back from town can feel like the yellow brick road to the Emerald City. How do the people of DRA survive such an exhilarating journey, and what are the best walking paths? Credit: Spiri

What do you get when you take fifteen university students whose favourite hobby is arguing for sport, and then put them in a room with over fifty schoolchildren with opinions on everything and a whole lot of energy? Why, the St Andrews Debating Competition! Organised by our very own Union Debating Society, last Saturday eight schools were welcomed to test out their debating skills in front of members of the society. Safe to say, the St Andrews contingent involved felt very no

Our lives have become dead set on stimulation. We have become so focused on us actually ‘doing something’ without any rhyme or reason behind it. Ultimately, we have lost the ability to accept boredom. We have become so uncomfortable with our reality that we feel as though we must fill every ‘quiet’ and ‘unimportant’ moment of our lives with some sort of stimulation. Boredom becomes so uncomfortable when you believe that the world around you is leaving you behind. It happens w

Three evening training sessions, a Wednesday fixture and the occasional overnight away trip is just a snapshot of the commitment it takes to be on the St. Andrews Women’s 1st football team. With ambitions to win the BUCS national championship again and claim the Scottish Cup, the team has high goals this season. This week, I spoke to Diana Dicello, a second-year student on the team. Credit: Diana Dicello The team’s weekly schedule consists of training on Monday, Tuesday, an

St Andrews has been full of new faces lately. And yet, for returning students, the dating scene doesn’t seem to have been as rejuvenated by the town’s new blood as some may have hoped. Why is this? Credit: Pinterest Allow me to begin to answer my own question with a personal anecdote. I was recently in Spoons with some friends when, to our great amusement, a handsome young man struck up a conversation with one of them at the bar. They seemed to be hitting it off – until he r

Credit: Pinterest ‘Men like it, and so it must be cosmically worthy’. This is the lament of Amy Dunne, in an early draft of Gillian Flynn’s Gone Girl. She is criticising what to her appears to be the pointless conventions of American sports culture, and how in her eyes, the only reason people are expected to see ‘the poetry in sports’ is because it is something that predominantly men enjoy, and thus, is instantaneously granted cultural significance and authority. And alth