WELL, thankfully that's over. We have had the “No
Longer the Old Firm” game, it finished as a draw and, while we will
no doubt be subjected to lengthy complaints from the Celtic Family,
that their favourites were refereed out of the victory which they
feel is theirs by right, over the ghosts of Rangers past, the fact
is, Celtic's run of wins has been halted, although, they remain
on-course to go through the domestic season unbeaten.
Now, as the carnival packs up until the next one, the
Scottish Cup semi-final at Hampden, can we perhaps examine some of
the continuing problems besetting Scottish football?
If we accept it is a case of when, not if, Celtic win
the 2016-17 League campaign, because, in terms of management,
finances and squad depth, they are in a class of their own in
Scotland, and that none of the rest will get close to them any time
soon – where can we find something to enthuse about in our top
division?
Well, with five of the clubs in mid-table within six
points, or two wins, of each other, we can argue with justification,
that ours is a highly-competitive top league. The fact the quality is
not good is, however, undeniable. We are in a hole, with no way out
of that hole being obvious.
There is a lot of shite being written about “Project
Brave”, the plan to produce better, home-grown players in the
future. However, even if – which I doubt, the stumble-bums who are
supposed to run our game from Hampden will allow or facilitate –
Project Brave works, we will not see positive results for some years
yet.
Scottish football's dog has too-small a head, too skinny
a body and too-long a tail to ever be any good. We need to work
through an improvement programme which will pay off. But, again, I
don't see the wit or willingness at Hampden to make this happen.
The same problems, by the way, beset Scottish rugby,
but, that game, like Scottish football, suffers from the curse of
aye-beenism: “Ye canna dae that son, it's aye been done this wey”,
will continue to stifle change and improvement.
I WISH the new Rangers' Manager/Head Coach or whatever,
Pedro Caixinha all the luck in the world in his new job – and, by
God he will need it.
He has joined a loss-making club, without a credit line
at a bank; a club being kept going by soft loans from directors and
fans, with a Chairman who, quite frankly is toxic, has been described
as “A glib and shameless liar” by a learned South African judge
and has zero credibility. His every move will be subjected to
critical examination by all branches of the Scottish football media,
to an extent he has surely never experienced before. Also, a lot of
the “fans with lap tops” who will be watching him, have their own
agenda to work.
He will be assailed on all sides by advice from former
players and managers, all determined to be controversial and to keep
their noses in the media trough. Caixinha has no previous experience
of working in British, far-less Scottish football. I don't see anyone
around Murray Park (or whatever it is called these days) on a daily
basis able to offer guidance and advice of a way through the
minefield which is Scottish football.
The sensible thing would, I believe, have been to have
appointed a Director of Football first – if, as we are led to
believe, that is the road Rangers are going down, then appoint a Head
Coach. But, this Rangers board has consistently failed to do the
sensible thing.
The players put in a good shift at Celtic Park today,
but, the truth cannot be avoided, few are what we have long called:
“Rangers Class”. If Rangers are to mount a meaningful challenge
to Celtic's dominance of domestic football, the players who are there
will have to show hitherto undemonstrated levels of ability and
application.
Even then, serious recruiting will need to be done over
the summer, and, we have to question if funds are there for this
process to be successful.
At least if, this week, he can get “the stenographers”
(tm. Phil Mac Giolla Bhain) on-board and on-message, he will have a
honeymoon period, but: forrit tho Ah canna see, Ah guess and fear”.
THIS blog has never hidden its love for Junior football,
so might I draw your attention to a monumental happening at the
weekend? The mighty Glenafton Athletic, my own village team, has gone
top of the West of Scotland Superleague. This has resulted in a spate
of nose bleeds in the village.
However, the Glen have been playing really well this
season, which is a tribute to the efforts of manager Craig McEwan and
his players. The natives are happy with progress this season.
On Saturday, the Glen will be in Scottish Junior Cup
action, entertaining Sauchie at Loch Park in the quarter-finals. I
shall return to the four ties later in the week, but, there are some
belters in there.
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