WEE Gordon Strachan can relax and enjoy himself this
week. The heat is off, the Stenographers have retreated to their
preferred habitat – all things Old Firm.
The august members of the SFWA and the Lap Top Loyal can
stop agitating for the replacement of the Wee Man as Scotland boss,
and get back to what they do best – producing “click-bait” for
their newspaper websites, via Old Firm stories.
During the close season, I happened to log into the
Herald website, which always lists the 20 most-viewed articles, more
than half of the stories on the list concerned either Celtic or
Rangers, this is how-important the two clubs and their rivalry is to
the Glasgow media village.
So, it was providential this week that, just as the
Strachan situation was running out of puff, Celtic should hold their
AGM, what fresh game for the Stenographers, what rich pickings to be
had – Resolution 12 - “State Aid” - not forgetting “Will
Celtic sign Stevie Gerrard?”. I can hear the wailing and gnashing
of teeth from Level Five at Ibrox from this distance of over 40-miles
away. Celtic is ruling the back pages – do something, do anything.
What exclusive will all the Stenographers be fed, in an
effort to get Rangers back above the fold on the back page, or even,
wet panties in joy at the thought, the Splash? I feel the pain as
this problem is tackled at the highest Level.
As if damage limitation following the off-loading of Pal
Joey wasn't enough to keep them going.
WEARING my ABE tee-shirt the other night, I settled down
to watch the England v Spain friendly from Wembley. Initially, an
under-strength Spain seemed content to go through the motions, and,
in the process, they actually made England look quite good.
Then, with 20-minutes to go, and with England bringing
on their subs, it suddenly seemed to get through to the Spanish
players: “Hey guys, we could lose this one”. Immediately, they
found that hitherto missing fifth gear and, while it took them a wee
while, they came good at the end to secure the draw and, in the
process, demonstrate that, really England is not a very good team.
OK, as a Tartan Army foot soldier, I relish English
discomfort on the international stage. I love it when their
inadequacies are shown-up. But, on the other hand, when you consider
how easy it was for Spain to up their game and pull back the two-goal
lead they had handed England, it doesn't half show how bad we are.
I NOTE that Welsh guest side, the New Saints have
reached the semi-finals of the Irn Bru Cup (if that's what the
Challenge Cup is called this season), where they will face the old
Saints – St Mirren.
I realise this tournament is exclusively for the “diddy”
teams in Scottish senior football, but, I am moving towards the view
of becoming a supporter of the Welsh side, on the premis that a win
for them will be another nail in the coffin of “aye beenism”, one
of the incurable diseases which are causing the terminal decline of
Scottish football.
Should the Welsh side lift the trophy, it just might be
one more shred of evidence that Scottish fitba is shite, and, until
that realisation hits Hampden, we will never see the much-needed,
long-overdue changes put in place.
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