Socrates MacSporran

Socrates MacSporran
No I am not Chick Young, but I can remember when Scottish football was good

Tuesday 29 April 2014

The King Over The Water Must Be Eliminated

THE Hanoverians are being bigged-up by the BBC these days - I suspect because they are a British institution, celebrating some 300-years of history and therefore a safe antidote to the nationalistic tencancies which some of we "Sweaties" are currently showing.
 
Now these 18th century Germans had a wee problem - the "King over the water" to whom the Stewart disciples, the Jacobites, owed allegiance and who they wanted to see in charge.
 
Fast-forward to 2014 and we have a bunch of rebellious "Sweaties", known by the popular title of "Ra Peepul" are rebelling against their rulers, and demanding the reinstatement of their King over the water - the South African-based David of that ilk.
 
We can be sure there will be far fewer lives extinguished, but, I fear, the ruling classes - the current Rangers board, may have to thole the unrest caused by their would-be King over the water for as long as the Hanoverians were bothered by the Jacobites back in the day. And remember, German Geordie came to the throne of the United Kingdom in 1707, the Jacobite threat wasn't finally ended until Culloden, in 1746.
 
Thankfully, I don't see Dave King still being around after 30-plus years of strife, come to that, while there might still be a Rangers around for the 300th anniversary of Culloden, it might not be the current incarnation.
 
I made one of my infrequent forays into football reporting yesterday, to help out an old mate now busy sticking his finger in the holes in his dyke - a one-time highly-influential sports desk, now bearing a strong resemblance to the Irish Rover - the measles have broken out, the ship has lost its way in a fog and the whole of the crew is reduced down to two, himself and the captain's old dog - with rocks coming up fast on the starboard bow!!
 
The chat among the tabloid hacks yesterday was all about what was going-on at the Big Hoose, and the gut feeling of a couple of the more-experienced hands was that administration just might come-up this week.
 
For the current Rangers to follow the 1872 model into administration and maybe into liquidation might well bring about the Armageddon which we didn't get last time around - well, could NHS Scotland cope with all those Celtic fans laughing themselves to death, for a start? But, it could happen.
 
We have Graham Wallace being more or less impeached by his own side; we have the withholding of season ticket money; poor old Andy Cameron cannot get a comedy gig - the quips of the fans being funnier than his material; the internet might well implode with all the invective flying around from the cyber warriors. Things are serious.
 
It could all be ended in one fell swoop, I suggest.
 
If I was Graham Wallace, I'd be making a couple of telephone calls, to set-up a meeting with El Presidente Ogilvie, Prime Minister Regan and His Majesty King Peter the First of Kerrydale Street. Then, at that meeting, I would make damned sure these three presented a united front and made it very clear to Ra Peepul - there is no way Dave King can have anything to do with running Rangers, that he is personna no gratia in Scottish football, on account of his past misdeeds during the Murray and Whyte years.
 
That would still leave the guys running Rangers with the problem of raising the money for their club to survive, but, at least, the sideshow would have been closed down. King has brought nothing tangible to the table, he has been a major distraction - if Rangers are to overcome their current travails and have a future, he MUST be silenced and eliminated from the game.

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