Call Me A Cockeyed Optimist …

AT the risk of being labelled even more “incurably green” than Nellie in “South Pacific”, I see absolutely no reason why we should not today be confidently looking forward to the looming Champions’ League Group draw and the stirring strains of Zadok the Priest again booming out over Celtic Park. After all, it was only…

Beware of the Joker …

FRANKLY, I have neither the competence nor the inclination to make any meaningful contribution to the current storm raging around the troubled offspring of a defunct Govan-based football club. It does occur to me, however, that something potentially seismic may be getting lost, intentionally or otherwise, in the fog of an increasingly dirty war. While the…

On Your Marks …

HERE we go again – and from the off, despite a pre-season that was consistent only in its disappointment and a less-than-totally-convincing launch of the quest for renewed European glory, we’re being told what a walkover it’s going to be for Celtic domestically. The dire state of Scottish football and all that. How our season’s…

Celtic’s Cheeky Chappie

Charlie Tully passed away on this day in 1971. Here is our tribute to Celtic’s Cheeky Chappie. “Broth-of-a-Bhoy” Bold Charles Patrick breezed across the sea from Ireland; and the Belfast Bhoyo quickly shot to fame. Roasting Rangers catapulted him to stardom – everywhere you looked was “Cheeky Charlie’s” name. Tully cocktails, Tully ties and Tully…

The Micawber Principle …

CHARLES Dickens’ classic character, Wilkins Micawber, lived by the ever-hopeful principle that something would turn up. One year on from liquidation, the denizens of Sevconia and their dutiful MSM lackeys cling doggedly to that same rudderless philosophy, convincing themselves that nothing has really changed on Planet Fitba’ and that it is only a matter of…

Cleland’s Pride …

ON the 75th Anniversary of the landmark victory over the then all-conquering Everton in the 1938 Final of the ‘Empire Exhibition Trophy’, we offer in commemoration, our poetic tribute to that great Celtic team’s right-wing talisman and local Lanarkshire hero: Delaney Cleland! cherish the name … … your bold son of the harp … though…

Memories are Made of (Glorious Days like) This …

AMERICAN crooner and legendary “Rat Pack”-er, Dean Martin, had a 1955 “Number 1” hit with a hackneyed little sing-along ditty entitled, “Memories are Made of This”.  It was a schmaltzy, saccharin ballad that typified so much of the mainstream output of the time, before emerging skiffle and rock’n’roll blew a raging hurricane through stuffy old…

Thoughts for the day …

THE recent deafening silence down Slybrox way suggests that either: 1) the roof is about to blow off the Big Hoose; 2) the director of communications is out to an extended lunch; 3) the latest convoluted Sevco survival conspiracy is remorselessly incubating … or, 4) all of the above. Jon Daly says his impending move…

The Pride of Erin … a Reflection on the Scottish Cup Final of 2013

HOW fitting that on 26th May 2013, the curtain will come down on Celtic’s 125th Anniversary season in a Scottish Cup Final clash with Hibernian FC. Back in the mists of time, a jubilant Glasgow Irish community threw a post-match dinner and celebration in honour of the original Edinburgh Hibernians in the St Mary’s Halls, Calton,…

Regrets? I’ve got a few …

FIRSTLY, let me congratulate and thank Lenny and the Bhoys for a scintillating, roller-coaster of a Champions’ League ride.  This is where we want to be, though it can only get more difficult, as football is currently structured. Things could have been so different, though, in a round of sixteen tie, lost so comprehensively, in…