THE suggestion that well-heeled Edinburgh lady Ann Budge might be about to become the power around Hearts has rather stirred-up things in Scottish Fitba this week. If this self-made millionairess can put things in order at Tynecastle, then, what already looks like an intriguing battle in the Scottish Championship next season, will be that bit more interesting.
There are even suggestions of a return to Tynecastle for the Craig Levein/Peter Houston management team, which would simply add to the interest. I cannot wait.
OF COURSE, this interest assumes the Rangers' tribute act is still around. To those of a Celtic persuasion who follow the exclusives of the man the rest of us love as Mad Phil, the Donegal Blogger, the death of this version of Rangers is imminent.
Mind you, he told his followers last week the biscuit tin was about to empty, the Chief Executive had walked then tabled his list of questions which he demanded must be answered to Ibrox.
A week on, there has been no "EXCLUSIVE" out of either Anderston Quay or Queen Street, or anywhere else for that matter, to the effect that Mr Wallace has walked away, the tribute act is still spending money willy-nilly and Mad Phil has been treated with the contempt he attracts down Edmiston Drive by getting the cold shoulder.
I still think the tribute act is one built on very little talent, a belief that you can fool Ra Peepul all of the time, but, I feel it will survive. After all, this is The Queen's XI we are talking about - and what happens when a King or Queen dies? The heir apparent steps up, the lieges shout: "God Save the King/Queen" and we carry on.
If this incarnation of Rangers follows the last one into oblivion, then another will have to be formed or invented - we all need a bogey man, or somebody to hate/loath/fear.
AS A Killie fan, I have been following with little interest the machinations around our beloved chairman and leader and his efforts to extract as much money as possible, as his price for handing over control of our copious debts to the next numpty.
Ayrshire haulage boss Billy Bowie was supposed to be the next saviour; putting a considerable amount of money into the club in order to stabilise things and build a brand new bright tomorrow to Rugby Park.
Bowie has been touted as "the Man", for some months now. This week the Kilmarnock Standard revealed - Bowie isn't even a shareholder - yet.
What's this? An Ayrshire version of the Dave King Show?
There are even suggestions of a return to Tynecastle for the Craig Levein/Peter Houston management team, which would simply add to the interest. I cannot wait.
OF COURSE, this interest assumes the Rangers' tribute act is still around. To those of a Celtic persuasion who follow the exclusives of the man the rest of us love as Mad Phil, the Donegal Blogger, the death of this version of Rangers is imminent.
Mind you, he told his followers last week the biscuit tin was about to empty, the Chief Executive had walked then tabled his list of questions which he demanded must be answered to Ibrox.
A week on, there has been no "EXCLUSIVE" out of either Anderston Quay or Queen Street, or anywhere else for that matter, to the effect that Mr Wallace has walked away, the tribute act is still spending money willy-nilly and Mad Phil has been treated with the contempt he attracts down Edmiston Drive by getting the cold shoulder.
I still think the tribute act is one built on very little talent, a belief that you can fool Ra Peepul all of the time, but, I feel it will survive. After all, this is The Queen's XI we are talking about - and what happens when a King or Queen dies? The heir apparent steps up, the lieges shout: "God Save the King/Queen" and we carry on.
If this incarnation of Rangers follows the last one into oblivion, then another will have to be formed or invented - we all need a bogey man, or somebody to hate/loath/fear.
AS A Killie fan, I have been following with little interest the machinations around our beloved chairman and leader and his efforts to extract as much money as possible, as his price for handing over control of our copious debts to the next numpty.
Ayrshire haulage boss Billy Bowie was supposed to be the next saviour; putting a considerable amount of money into the club in order to stabilise things and build a brand new bright tomorrow to Rugby Park.
Bowie has been touted as "the Man", for some months now. This week the Kilmarnock Standard revealed - Bowie isn't even a shareholder - yet.
What's this? An Ayrshire version of the Dave King Show?
Sadly living abroad in the wilds of Essex I know nothing about this Budge woman. However if she reckons Levein is the answer I feel she needs to stick to her own business, and it is not football.
ReplyDeleteI hope Mr Johnson sells to someone soon, anyone! My friends the Killie fans are sick of him. You would be better with Vlad!