DOWN here, at the arsehole end
of God's county of Ayrshire, our in-built tribalism, whereby somebody
from the net village, perhaps a mere mile away, is automatically not
to be trusted and a figure of suspicion, we merely name oor village
team whenever some worldly sophisticate from Glasgow or its
surrounding areas asks us: “whit team dae ye support?”
It is too-easy to reply:
“Craigmark Burntonians”, “Muirkirk Juniors”, or Lugar Boswell
Thistle” - Auchinleck Talbot they will certainly have heard of,
perhaps Cumnock Juniors or Glenafton Athletic too, but, naming an
obscure Ayrshire junior side doesn't half play with their heads,
inevitably bringing forth the supplementary question: “Aye, but,
whit team dae ye really support?” The perception there being, you
have to be aligned to one or other half of that seminal pairing –
The Bigot Brothers.
Even saying: “Kilmarnock”,
does not cut the mustard, within a 10/15 mile radius of George
Square, you have to follow on or other of the Big Two.
Well, if a choice had to be
made, down in this part of the world, orange is the colour – we
have an awful lot of supposed junior fans who happen to have sashes
in their bedroom drawers, and a Rangers scarf somewhere in a
cupboard. After all, as I tell everyone, my old school, Cumnock
Academy's school song is: “The Sash”.
So, it is fair to say, there was
an air of despondency hanging over the local watering holes on Sunday
evening, as the troops reviewed Celtic's emphatic League Championship
success..
It was deserved, the Hoops have
been the class act in the SPFL this season and it would be churlish
in the extreme not to congratulate them on a first-class job, well
done.
However, it has to be said,
anything other than a Celtic win would have been a major surprise.
They held all the aces, but, to be fair, Brendan Rodgers played his
cards well.
Now, the task in hand for BR and
his men is twofold – to complete a domestic Treble, which would set
them out as an outstanding Celtic squad and, if possible, to go
through the domestic season unbeaten.
Now, that would be a fitting way
to mark the Golden Jubilee of the Lisbon Lions, and their remarkable
winning of the European Cup back in 1967. I have no doubts, BR and
his coaching staff will be aiming for these two cherries on top of
the cake, and, why not.
However, it might be better for
the club, that they, now the league has been won, used the remaining
games to perhaps blood some of their prodigiously-talented kids, give
the fringe players greater exposure to first-team football and maybe
experiment with personnel and formations.
If the desire to post that
unbeaten season and in some way put the 2017 squad on the step below
the Lions in the Parkhead Pantheon, then, BR will continue to put out
what he thinks is his strongest team every match. But, any team is
only as strong as its weakest link, so, there might be a case for
ringing the changes and giving some of the fringe guys more game
time.
Meanwhile, back here in the
boondocks, as the Rangers fans curse and moan, they have to face the
reality – the Ibrox squad includes few players who are: “Rangers
class”; their manager is still unproven in the mud and glaur of the
Scottish game, while their boardroom seems to be splitting into
factions, as the reality bites – they are being led by a Glib and
Shameless Liar, who is extremely toxic.
Rangers are not in a good place,
and the future is anything but bright.
Elsewhere, Aberdeen are still to
convince as being able to bridge the gap between Celtic and
themselves in second place, Hearts are still struggling to come to
terms with Ian Cathro's coaching ethos and there is little to choose
between the also-rans, none of whom looks like breaking out of the
pack to join the challenging group below Celtic
Scottish football, for all
Celtic's dominance, is not in a good place right now.
I AM an unashamed fan of 'Off
The Ball', Scotland's most petty and ill-informed, but nevertheless,
most-entertaining football programme.
Stuart and Tam came up with an
interesting wee question on Saturday – who should Scotland play in
this additional friendly Wee Gordon Strachan wants to slot-in before
we get our erses kicked by England in June?
The punters, as ever, came up
with some good suggestions – I like the idea they should play
Aberdeen, at Pittodrie, as it was the only way any Aberdeen players
would get on the park in a Scotland game. The suggestion they play
the Scotland Women's team is a non-starter. OK, some years back, the
Australian Wome played the Australian Under-15 boys team, and were
thrashed 7-0, not a good precedent. Mind you, I still fancy, this
being Scotland, oor lassies would gie oor big girls' blouses a game.
My suggestion is, the return of
an old favourite – the Home Scots v Anglo-Scots clash. This used to
be, back in the days of black and white TV and before then, a hardy
annual. However, some time in the early 1960s, it vanished from the
calendar.
Given a lot of Tartan Army foot
soldiers are of the opinion, WGS is fixated by players who strut
their stuff in the English Championship, to the detriment of
home-based Scots, this just might clarify the position. Strachan
picks and manages the Anglo-Scots squad, someone else looks after the
Home Scots – it's a straight head-to-head, played somewhere other
than Hampden, low-cost tickets, proceeds to charity – win-win.
What could possibly go wrong?
Well, the Home Scots might put a good few goals on the high-priced
Anglos, and the smelly stuff hits the fan (not the fans). It would be
fun, and different.
A LOT of hot air has been
expelled about Richard Foster and Danny Swanson's coming together at
Hamilton on Saturday. Not a new tale, think Hogg v Levein all those
years ago. I also remember one bout of hand bags in an Ayrshire
League game, some years ago, involving a lawyer and an accountant,
who happened to be team mates. Now, had their professional bodies
ever heard about it, that might have had severe consequences, talk
about unprofessional conduct.
If I remember the build-up to
the fall-out properly, it concerned which of them should have been
marking the Glenafton Athletic centre forward when he scored with a
header from a corner. That centre forward was one Alan Rough – who
says he never got on the end of a cross!!
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