I'm now safely settled into my fourth decade, my 30s, a decade seemingly defined by thinking about if nutmeg would be a good addition to porridge and washing dishes almost adequately. Accompanying me in this decade is the heightened awareness of the degradation of the already battered corpse that I reside in. When I now play football I can't help but excuse every error I make down to my own aged husk. But is it really down to living a lot on this planet? Perhaps I always committed those mistakes (I did). Perhaps I'm better now than I've ever been, with my strengthened care-free mentality - or perhaps that same care-freeness means I'm much less brave on the pitch than I was previously (and back then I was a coward). Is the adolescent correct in loading up football manager, choosing their favourite team and selling every would-be club legend over 29 in the name of progress? Or perhaps the strategy of signing every player over 35 that played for Barcelona 20 years ago ...
Hi. My name's Ryan, and this blog demonstrates some of the projects I've worked on. These projects ideas mainly came about with a desire to improve my coding and statistical knowledge, but hopefully along the way some interesting conclusions can be found.