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NEW YEAR, and a new word, or words, have entered the Scottish fitba lexicon - "concert party". There I was, thinking a concert party was a groupo of amateur would-be entertainers - yep, can see where that comes from in fitba; or, the group designation of the cast of 'It Aint Half Hot Mum'. But, no, apparently this concert party stems from a belief that, by acting when they did, the "Three Bears" and  the "King Over The Water" have got together for a concerted attack on the board of the RTA.

Apparently, a "concert party" in the world of stocks, shares and big business dealings is illegal. Heavens to Betsy, I didn't know anything was illegal if it happened in the famed "Square Mile" of London's financial district.

Needless to say, both the Douglas Park Gang and the King and his court are denying any collusion; the fact they both opened their cheque books at the same time, is entirely coincidental. Then, we have Sandy Easdale putting-up £500,000 to tide-over the club of which he is a director, and the owner of the Phoenix Suns apparently being about to spend £18 million on the Glasgow Huns.

Let's wait and see how things pan out, but, less than a week into 2015, we know that THE story in Scottish football in 2015 will be the same one as has dominated the agenda since 2012. 'Edmiston Drive' that everyday story of fitba folk, will again be the soccer soap opera of the year.

MEANWHILE, back on the park, Celtic travel to Rugby Park tonight to take-on KIlmarnock. Normally in recent years, this trip has presented few difficulties to the Hoops, however, the Aberdeen revival has seen Celtic slip back off the summit of the Premiership, and, given their form has been somewhat indifferent of late, lacking real champions' authority - who knows what might happen.

Killie are rarely predictable just now, so, while I expect Celtic to win and cut Aberdeen's advantage at the top, this result cannot be taken as read. A wee upset tonight, and my colleagues in the msm will take off in a feeding frenzy.

I HAPPENED upon an interesting wee story last week - the death at the age of 91 of Jimmy Dunn Junior. I must admit, he was, up until I read about his passing: "Jimmy Who?" to me.

Dunn was, however, Scottish fitba royalty. The son of Jimmy "Ginger" Dunn Senior, the inside-right in the stellar: Jackson, Dunn, Gallacher, James and Morton forward line of the 1928 Wembley Wizards.

Born in Edinburgh, he was raised in Liverpool, after his dad moved to Everton when young Jimmuy was only five. Apparently Junior's accent was more Scotland Road than Scotland, but, if he never reached the heights of his old man, he was still a very good player - one of the legions of often unsung Scots, who formed the back bone of English football in its post-World War II heyday.

The two Jimmy Dunns hold a special place in Scottish football history, as the first father and son to have won the FA Cup as players, Jimmy Senior alongside Dixie Dean in the 1933 Everton team which beat a Manchester City XI which included Matt Busby, Wembley Wizards skipper Jimmy McMullan and Alec Herd, father of David Herd. Alec and David were the second Scottish father-son cup-winning pairing.

Jimmy Junior was the only Scot, alongside ten Englishmen, in the Wolves team which beat Leicester City 3-1 in the 1949 FA Cup final.

He was also trainer when West Bromwich Albion beat Everton in the 1968 FA Cup final. He also ran a health club in Edgbaston, next to the cricket ground, and frequently put England test cricketers through their paces.

An all-action inside forward, he suffered a lot from injury, but still managed nearly 400 games in a career which began during World War II and lasted right through the 1950s.