We have something a little different for you today on Twohundredpercent, as Paul Grech meets Ben Perry Acton, a player that forsook the English game to pursue a career in Malta. In addition to this, Ben had a grandfather whose name will be more than familiar to the supporters of Blackpool and Bolton Wanderers Bill Perry, who scored the winning goal in The Matthews FA Cup Final match between the two clubs in 1953.

On Sunday morning if you happen to be in Western Europe the champions of world club football will be crowned, as the final of the 2011 Club World Cup is played at the International Stadium in Yokohama between Barcelona, the current champions of Europe, and Santos of Brazil, the current champions of South America.

That 2011 should have seen a trickle of new ideas on the subject of how to reorganise English and European club football should come as no great surprise. Last year saw an unprecedented undermining in the authority of FIFA, following the flawed process for determining the hosts of the 2018 and 2022 World Cups, whilst UEFA's Financial Fair Play regulations were always likely to cause a fluster in England, which long ago submitted its professional game to the rigours and inherent inequalities of neo-capitalism with such gusto that it sometimes feels as if an accountancy qualification is of almost as much use to a supporter as a working knowledge of the office law.

A Nigerian player that burst onto the Serie A scene in 1999 has finally turned his back on European football after twelve years of trying to establish himself. Here's Paul Grech with the story of Hugo Enyinnaya.

"I'm going to be rich!" was the typically honest reply of Antonio Cassano when asked what went through his mind after scoring a fantastic goal against Inter as a 17 year old, upon making his first start for Bari in 1999.

Anyone taking a bet at the start of the season would not have been able to predict how this would all end up. Manchester City and Manchester United kissed goodbye to the Champions League this season, and there were few mitigating factors that they could cite as a defence. Manchester United can point to their injury list and Manchester City can invoke their inexperience, but ultimately both clubs have resources that dwarf almost all others in Europe.

Both of the Manchester clubs came unstuck in Europe last night. The Champions League campaigns of both Manchester City and Manchester United was certainly been amongst the biggest curios of the start of this season. Imperious and already pulling clear of the pack in the league, they have been broadly misfiring in their midweek matches, and last night they stumbled again against opposition that they might have expected to beat comfortably in previous seasons.

Every so often events conspire to make us question whether there is indeed some footballing god directing proceedings from, somewhere. After UEFA's initial decision to remove Swiss club FC Sion from the Europa League, the club they had previously beaten on aggregate in the final playoff round that club being Celtic FC were awarded their place in Group I in their stead.

There was nothing concrete upon which to link Birmingham City winning the League Cup with their relegation from the Premier League at the end of last season, of course, but it didn't stop some from asserting exactly this and it hasn't stopped panicky-looking managers whose main ambition for this season is to finish seventeenth in the Premier League from effectively binning England's second cup competition.

As the results began filtering through from the different corners of Europe as Europa League matches concluded, a feeling that this tournament means something, despite its marginalisation as UEFA's second class competition, was also transmitted. This should be qualified, however, by mentioning its level of importance appears to differ accordingly, as by the end of the night some rather illustrious clubs with rather weighty histories were bitterly reminded that these games are won or lost on the park and not on the length of a CV.

The new season in Malta is just about to begin, and Paul Grech is here to tell us all about what we can expect there over the next few months.

When a league changes format, heated debate and criticism is likely to follow. When the rules are changed midway through a season, you can also throw in a significant element of suspicion over what the motives for such a change might be.

The phrase "European competition" had a somewhat redundant feel to it this evening, after Tottenham Hotpur cruised to a comfortable win against Heart of Midlothian at Tynecastle in a match that felt at times like a training match for the visitors from the Premier League. It was a match that might, under a certain light, have had the feel of a possible surprise on the cards.

The news that the biggest club sides in Europe may be looking to cast UEFA and FIFA aside and form their own breakaway league will come as no great surprise to anybody with even the most cursory knowledge of the modus operandum of those that run said clubs. At height of the FIFA corruption hysteria at the end of May, we noted on this site that, "Who is to say that the coup d'etat won't come from a cabal of the biggest clubs and television companies that these clubs already work so harmoniously with?

With the speed of a cheetah after it identifies its prey, the Scottish Premier League season approaches. As players in other top flight leagues wake from their midsummer's naps and beginning stretching for their pre-season action, SPL players are back on their training grounds, preparing for matches that mean more than just a bit of fitness.

Portuguese football's baffling alacrity at finding young, charismatic and highly skilled coaches continues to baffle everyone in England, where Sam Allardyce remains a credible candidate for the role of national team manager. But how are they doing it? Dotmund claims to have found out.

More from Dotmund's oeuvre may be found here.

When a football legend parts from the game either through retirement or death, ink splatters as tributes are furiously written to consider the man's style of play, his memorable moments on the pitch, his connections with his fans, and his contributions to club and country. Even for an almost legend, debates commence over whether the player had been underrated, if he should indeed be a member in the pantheon of the greats instead of simply a distinguished guest, or what flaws he might have had as a player or person that prevented him from achieving truly legendary status.

It has come to pass, then, that German football sees its first Arab investor with last week's announcement that Hasan Ismaik bought a 49% ownership stake in 1860 Munich. The thirty-four year old Jordanian reportedly signed away €18 million in order for the Bavarian club to avoid a calamitous descent from the 2.

Manchester United and Barcelona at Wembley, then. These are two clubs whose European histories have become interwoven with each other as well as this venue. When Manchester United became the first English club to win the European Cup, they did so at Wembley in 1968. Twenty-four years later, Barcelona won it for the first time at the same venue.

Tomorrow evening at Wembley, in front of what will probably be described as "a world-wide television audience of seventeen billion people", Manchester United play Barcelona in the final of the 2011 UEFA Champions League at Wembley Stadium. It is, one could be forgiven for thinking, the final that would have topped the governing body's wish list at the start of the season.

Ajax may won the Eredivisie this season, but the traditional powerhouses of Dutch football were frozen out in the top goalscorers list where, as Luke Edwards explains, the names at the top came from somewhat unexpected sources.

Normally, if you were to take a glance at the top scorers in the Eredivisie you would expect see representatives from the big three of Ajax, PSV or Feyernoord.

One of the best lines from that cinematic masterpiece Talladega Nights: The Legend of Ricky Bobby, is "If you ain't first, you're last." While not entirely apt, denizens at Maine Road and later Eastlands might have felt this way a bit as they witnessed Manchester United win league titles and trophies whilst City battled relegations and derby defeats.

One of the best lines from that cinematic masterpiece Talladega Nights: The Legend of Ricky Bobby, is "If you ain't first, you're last." While not entirely apt, denizens at Maine Road and later Eastlands might have felt this way a bit as they witnessed Manchester United win league titles and trophies whilst City battled relegations and derby defeats.

This, it has been implied, is a foregone conclusion. Much of the talk over the last few weeks has been centred upon which of the Spanish behemoths Manchester United would stand a better chance of beating at Wembley next month and the small matter of winning this semi-final has been comparatively overlooked.

Wearing denim jeans and a black T-shirt emblazoned with the Jolly Roger skull and crossbones so closely associated with the Kult Club's supporters, FC St. Pauli's manager Holger Stanislawski appears in stark contrast to his Bundesliga contemporaries who patrol their sidelines instead wearing slacks and ties, or minimally collared buttoned shirts with sponsor-approved club apparel.

The machine trundles on. Manchester United go into this evening's Champions League quarter-final against Chelsea looking more likely become, if some sources are to be believed, the first ever English club to win the treble without actually playing that well. Is there, however, anything behind this throwaway comment?

For Spurs supporters, matches like this evening's Real Madrid at the Estadio Santiago Bernabau are, perhaps, what have been missing for all these years. Yet Spurs have cause for trepidation this evening. Their recent form has been that of a squad running out of steam, and Chelsea have been allowed to build up a five point cushion in fourth place over them in the Premier League.

It's time to welcome another new face to Twohundredpercent. This week, Luke Edwards explains how he has fallen out of love with the Premier League and sought solace in what may well really be The Biggest Football League In The World.

You hear time and time again from pundits and media alike that, "the Premier League is the best in the world", and this is a comment that is seldom challenged in the mainstream media.

A footballer came out of the closet last weekend. Anton Hysén, as you will likely have read over the last few days, gave an interview with the Swedish football magazine Offside in which he confirmed his sexuality. Hysen plays for Utsiktens BK in the fourth tier of the Swedish league system (which, in a manner similarly confusing to that in England, is called Division Two) and, if this were any other matter, the biggest aspect of any story concerning Anton Hysén would be that his father is Glenn Hysén, the former Liverpool defender and captain of Sweden (who, for the record, has already expressed his support for his son publically).

Barcelona versus Arsenal, then. This tie might just turn out to have produced a higher acreage of newpaper stories than any other match this season, with comments thrown from one club to the other like hand grenades in the air over the last couple of weeks. The hype has added to the feeling that this isn't a mere football match being played out this evening.

It hasn't been a very good couple of weeks for those that would seek to make us pay through the nose to watch football on the television. The Karen Murphy court case, which was heard at the European Court of Justice a couple of weeks ago, blew away the idea that pubs should be tied into Sky's packages if they can buy cheaper elsewhere (at least until the next round of television contracts, when it is expected that they will sold Europe-wide) and today the European Union stood in defence of consumers again with the rejection of a claim by FIFA and UEFA that they should be able to sell off the rights to some matches within tournaments.

Perhaps this what they mean when they speak of the importance of qualifying for the Champions League. Milan away, in the last sixteen of what is, for better or for worse, Europe's premier club competition. The San Siro excels in evenings of high drama it could even be argued that it is architecturally theatrical and there are few clubs on the whole continent as experienced in this particularly rarefied air as Milan.

There are times when it dawns on you just how dirt cheap the BBC licence is. It dawned on me most recently when I tried to calculate how much of a refund I would be due for 26 minutes, the length of the Radio 5 Live ‘Monday Night Club' debate on Uefa's ‘Financial Fair Play' (FFP) regulations. To be fair to the BBC, any proper debate on Uefa's complex but largely common sense regulations would need a full hour at least.