Socrates MacSporran

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

Thursday, 9 March 2017

Countdown To Chaos

THIS week, as the countdown continues towards Sunday's “No Longer the Old Firm” clash at Celtic Park, we see Scottish football journalism at its best/worst. We still have three full days to go until the kick-off, but, already we have the usual parade of former Old Firm stars giving us their twopence-worth, which is probably more than their opinions would fetch on the open market.

Why even the man who is statistically Rangers' winningest manager ever, has put down his gardening trowel to give us his view: “Bring back Wattie and Graeme”. FFS, why not go the whole hog and revive the ghost of Bill Struth.

When it comes to Rangers, whether or not you consider the club of that name, playing out of Ibrox to he a new club, or the continuing voyages of the ship called Dignity, one thing has to be borne in mind. The club is a loss-making enterprise, without a credit line to a bank; it has a toxic Chairman and is depending on “soft” loans from directors and well-heeled fans to keep going.

The club has learned nothing from the events of 2011-2012 and on. The mistakes which got Rangers into liquidation and which have prevented its recovery from being as orderly as it could have been are still being made. Rangers today is even further behind Celtic than Celtic wer behind Rangers in those far-off days, more than 50-years ago, BS – before Jock Stein returned to Paradise.

The stenographers” (tm Phil Mac Giolla Bhain) can write all they like in support of the current club, they can be as on-message as Jolly James Traynor can make them, but, this will not alter the reality – no competent manager of Director of Football worth his salt will have anything to do with the club while the present crew of fantasists, stumblebums, and let's not forget “Glib and Shameless Liars” are presiding at the top of the marble staircase.



MEANWHILE, in the real world, an awful lot of young boys, mad keen on football and desperate to play, will be denied games this week-end, because the SFA could not ensure that the SYFA made certain that some 500 coaches had completed the re quisite Child Protection checks. This is the real disgrace, but, of course, you will not see “The stenographers” (tm Phil Mac Giolla Bhain) commenting on this – not when they have the chance to speak to Kenny Dalglish instead.



AND IN the unreal world – in Scottish eyes – of Champions League knock-out games, we had that Wednesday Night Wonder of Barcelona v PSG. I know, this is a cheap comment, but, I can only, once again, declare, maybe that long-dead SFA “blazer” was right when, on the evening of 18 May, 1960, as he exited Hampden Park following Real Madrid's 7-3 demolition of Eintracht Frankfort in the European Cup Final,he declared: “Of course, Scottish football fans would not pay to watch that sort of football on a regular basis”.

Well, 57-years on, they may not be paying at the gate, but, they are paying their BT Sport subscriptions in the hope of seeing, if not di Stefano, Puskas and Gento running riot, then certainly Messi, Suarez and Neymar, a trio who might, in time, match that iconic Madrid trio.

Of course, some of the defending on Wednesday night was Rangers' standard, some of the refereeing was Willie Collum standard, but, what a game, and what a last few minutes. Now, be honest, what would you rather watch, Barca 6 PSG 1, or a 0-0 draw, in mid-winter, between Cowdenbeath and Berwick Rangers (and no disrespect is intended to either Scottish side)?

The two Barcelona penalties were the kind 'No Longer the Old Firm' get when 0-1 behind and struggling at home, but, the Neymar free-kick would have graced any game. This was a cracker.



BY THE WAY – the third edition of Nutmeg, the Scottish football periodical is now on-sale. I urge you to beg, borrow or steal, but, ideally purchase a copy of this terrific quarterly. There are some terrific pieces in it.

I just wish somebody on either The Herald, Scotsman, Sunday Herald or Scotland on Sunday sports desks would lift their heads out of the mundane and commission “long pieces” such as those Nutmeg publishes, for our weekly consumption. The stories are out there and waiting to be told. Until the day this happens, we must embrace Nutmeg and nourish it.

I appreciate, it is an expensive periodical, but, given the length of the articles, the time it takes to read them and weigh this up against the cost – I reckon it is great value for money.



I NOTE there has been a wee bit of interest this week in applying “Strict Liability” to Scottish football teams. Of course, fitba will fight tooth and nail to avoid its implementation, but, to me it makes sense and just might work where OBFA (the Offensive Behaviour at Football Act) has failed.

Yes, it will cost clubs if their fans continue to declare their pride at being up to their knees in the blood of members of a 19th century Irish Republican fraternal organisation, or if they declare their support for a 20th century Irish Republican militia. But, if the same football clubs were to establish proper membership schemes, whereby fans gained benefits from club membership, then these clubs would be able to hold the threat of lost membership and admission to games, access to cheaper tickets etc, over these members. The clubs would also be able to get shot of the bad apples.

This would require them to engage with their fans – no, that would never do. And, by the way, bad behaviour at Scottish football is not the preserve of just two clubs – every club has, to a greater or lesser degree, its hard core of nutters. Strict Liability just might be a means of getting shot of them.

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