Articles

Well… what is there to say about that? In another game in which Motherwell just never seemed to give, it was a point rescued against The Rangers. Both sides came into this one in fine form, and with their own motives for collecting three points: the Bears were looking to extend the gap between us and themselves, and reel in Hearts at the top of the table ahead of their mouth-watering clash at Ibrox. For the Steelmen, it was an opportunity to close the gap above, and solidify

Motherwell started 2026 with a bang as the Steelmen brushed aside St Mirren in a bitterly cold encounter in Lanarkshire.

After a ten-year wait, and countless valiant attempts, Motherwell finally ended their 35 game winless streak against Celtic with a lesson given to Wilfried Nancy's schoolBhoys.

The well took on Dundee in our final match before Christmas

The well travel to Dundee, to face the Tangerine half of the city at Tannadice.

The Well face Livingston at Fir Park to conclude a mammoth 5 games in two weeks

The Well travel to Falkirk hoping to make amends for the 2-1 loss suffered at Fir Park.

The well welcome Hearts in game 3 in a week, and game 2 of our capital crunch matches, as we look to take 16 from 18 points available

A very changed Well side taking on the stable Cabbage boys from Leith. A tasty affair in store.

A cold Saturday afternoon at Rugby Park, for the Stuart Kettlewell derby. A match we would treat as a feisty affair,

Motherwell fell to a disappointing 4-1 defeat to St Mirren to end our Premier Sports Cup hopes, falling at the penultimate hurdle with what seemed like barely a whimper.

Motherwell beat Dundee United 2-0 in the SPFL Premiership. Motherwell take on St Mirren on Saturday in the League Cup semi-final.

When thinking over the game that just unfolded before our eyes, I cannot help but think of that old, slightly pixelated meme of Rodney from Only Fools and Horses flying the birdie. This was far from a simple smash-and-grab from the Well though. It was a story of failure and redemption within 90 minutes. A game of nearly almosts that, thankfully, concluded in an injury time of jubilation, despair, and jubilation once again. Motherwell came flying out the traps, looking like a