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…
Category: Poetry
Cold In His Shadow (A Celtic Gloat)
Is it cold in his shadow, does the legacy chill – all the titles and cups “Timmalloys” cherish still? Does his record offend, do you baulk at the thought of sustained Celtic glory, that big ugly pot? Is it cold in his shadow … does it leave you distraught? Is it cold in his shadow,…
What Big Jock Knew
Aye, Big Jock knew, all right … knew the anguish of ostracism for having the temerity to choose Celtic. Something else he knew … that “Honest Mistakes” don’t matter when you’re so far ahead they’re rendered impotent. Another thing he knew … that being “Celtic-Minded” is a badge of pride, not shame. He also knew…
Honest Mistakes (A Celtic Rant)
An honest mistake is so simple to make – we all do it … at best, put it right; but an “Honest Mistake”, as fair play they forsake, oozes rancour and venom and spite. An honest mistake is quite easy to take – to forgive, all misgivings assuage; but an “Honest Mistake” makes you shudder…
Heart of a Lion (A Celtic Epitaph)
With the heart of a lion, a Lisbon Lion, he truly graced ‘The Beautiful Game’: subtle feints, or a dip of a shoulder or hip, to evade the lunge that maims. With the guile of a lion, a Lisbon Lion, he could conjure mighty dread: sudden spurts, or a spin, swerving outside or in ……
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