KNOWING
as
I did, prior to his death, the late, great, Freddie Williams, I lang
syne decided never to take on the bookies, since they usually
win.There were three bookies at my uncle's (my mother's only
brother's) funeral – it was the least they could have done, given
how well he had kept them over many years. So, I don't gamble.
Lewis Ferguson - I saw his goal coming
However,
given what followed, I just wish I had followed-up on my hunch
yesterday, as I watched Rangers pound the Aberdeen goal, with nil
success. That hunch was: “Aberdeen will soak-up this pressure, get
one chance and most-likely Lewis Ferguson will score.”
Prescient,
or what. I just hope, when, as they surely will, the churnalists and
stenographers in Glasgow start writing-up the “Rangers interested
in young Ferguson” stories, Dad Derek, and Uncle Barry corner young
Lewis and tell him: “Don't go there son, it will be your
ruination.”
He's
got some way still to go, but, no doubting, Lewis is already Rangers
class – I think, however, he could be better than that.
I
could see that Aberdeen goal coming. If I have learned one thing over
several decades watching Scottish fitba it is, if you don't score
when you are on top, fitba has a nasty habit of coming back and
biting you on the bum. Thus it emerged at Hampden yesterday.
You
don't get points for “content of programme,” for weaving pretty
patterns between the 18-yard lines. As I first learned when reading
about Nick Smith and Arnold Tabbs back in the old Rover of the 1950s,
when we had to read the stories, not look at the cartoon strip
pictures - “It's Goals That Count,” and Rangers didn't supply
any.
I
recall, over 35-years ago, seeing big Doug Baillie chucking his pen
away in disgust in the old roof-top Ibrox press box, before
announcing: “See that Rangers centre – he'll still be a
“promising boy” when he's 30.” I think if the long-retired Mr
Baillie was still in-harness, he would be making the same judgement
on Umar Sadiq, for one of yesterday's Rangers XI.
A
final word on the Rangers v Aberdeen game, and this will definitely
jeopardise my membership of Goalkeeper's Lodge Number One; but, when
is somebody going to summon-up the spirit of Nat Lofthouse, Bobby
Gould or Chris Sutton and “rummel-up” Allan McGregor. With his
petulant wee dig yesterday, that's twice this season he has
over-stepped the bounds. To quote the words of the great former
Scotland rugby captain Fin Calder, McGregor would be: “Nane the
waur o' a guid shoein'.”
To
explain to non-rugby men, the now outlawed practise of administering
“a guid shoein'” happened when an entire pack of eight forwards
trampled over the top of an opponent who had upset them, being
careful to stand on some part of his body below the shoulders while
doing it. In most cases, such a going-over brought the miscreant to
heel.
IF
THE failure
to score when on top did for Rangers yesterday, it was almost, I
feel, the same story at Murrayfield for Celtic. I think, had they
perhaps gone five more minutes without finding the net, it could all
have been different.
I don't think Willie Collum would have given Hearts that penalty
However,
not for the first time, Willie Collum saved the jerseys for one half
of the Bigot Brothers. I am definitely of the opinion – had the
penalty incident been at the other end of the ground, Hearts would
not have been given the award.
However,
to be fair to Celtic, they got the break and made the most of it, no
arguing with the other goals, particularly Ryan Christie's outside
the box strike.
CONGRATULATIONS
too,
to Glasgow City, following their 12th
straight Scottish Women's Premier League title. Given how excited the
churnalists and stenographers get about beating nine in a row, it
would be nice to see a bit more praise heaped on the City girls.
But,
to paraphrase the Eagles: “City girls seem to find out early, you
shouldnae be playin' fitba in Scotland.” But, they ignored that,
well done lassies, and good luck to to our women's team at the World
Cup next year.
WITH
ALL the
media hype around the Betfred League Cup semi-finals, you may perhaps
have missed the most-significant result of the weekend, which came on
Saturday. This was: Auchinleck Talbot 2 Cove Rangers 1, in the second
round of the William Hill Scottish Cup.
Cove
are the current Highland League Champions; the club has a guid
conceit o' itself, and longs to make the jump into the SPFL. They
also are the home club of SFA President Alan Macrae. So, to lose to a
JUNIOR team was probably not how they fancied their Scottish Cup
campaign ending – even if that Junior side was the 'Bot, a club who
could give every other Scottish club lessons in how to win trophies
consistently.
Tom Johnston, could well be winding-up President Macrae today
I
just hope my old mate Tom Johntson, the SJFA General Secretary
remembers not to smile too-broadly when he encounters President
Macrae along Hampden's sixth floor corridor today.
It
also now looks as if the SJFA is set to officially enter the SFA
pyramid at level six, alongside the East and South of Scotland
Leagues. This should be interesting. I wonder how soon we will see
some of the Junior giants progressing, via the Lowland League, into
the four senior divisions. Then, how far might they continue to rise?
I
don't think I will ever be covering Talbot v Rangers at Beechwood,
but, you can never say never.
Talbot,
by the way, will have little time to reflect on beating Cove Rangers.
They entertain Lesmahagow in the third round of the Macron, Scottish
Junior Cup, at Beechwood on Saturday,
If
they win that one, and given they recently hammered the 'Gow in the
West League Cup final, they will be the hottest of favourites, they
will have to switch back to senior Scottish Cup mode, since they are
due to visit another Highland League club, Fraserburgh in Round
Three, on 24 November.