A FEW REFLECTIONS ON AN UNFOLDING SCOTTISH FOOTBALL DOCU-DRAMA: Denial (WATP!) None so blind as those that will not see; so deaf as … will not hear; dumb as … will not speak. Directed, they would not look; informed, would not listen; implored, not tell. Miza, Mika and Maza, shorn of wisdom. Pointing, shouting, urging…
Don’t be such a “Dope”, Murdo!
So, Murdo MacLeod doesn’t think there’s a case for stripping the EE of any silverware and bunting that may have been acquired “illicitly”, eh? Wonder what he’d be saying if it had tainted the era he played in! Well, surely it can’t go that far back. All I can say is, “Try telling that to…
That Hearse …
A few words of explanation for any apparent dearth of sympathy. That Hearse … (A Litany of Grievance) That hearse … those sick headlines … us trod underfoot; crack’d crests and tombstones to stick in the boot. Tenners for fivers, casinos and malls; the moonbeams, the taunting – it all still appals. Tramps … thieves … thugs … beggars…
Well, Wha’d Ya Know!
Surprise, Surprise! Seems “Wee Eck” and “Lord Snooty” are both backing the Gers, each clearly in pursuit of his own short-term political agenda; each blatantly hoping to drum up loyal support in the forthcoming Independence referendum. You couldn’t make it up. Not even in the the comics. Never mind natural justice! What does it matter…
World Without Them … (… Amen!)
How on Earth could we manage without them? Say, one morning we were to awake to a world without trace of a nation’s disgrace – would you choke on your breakfast cornflakes? How on Earth could we cope in their absence? Could a peepil-free set-up survive? Though the scaremongers boom … lurid prophets of doom…
That Damned Bill (Again) … and THAT Banner!
Despite almost universal opposition, both within and out-with Holyrood, the SNP succeeded in steamrollering on to the statute book its vindictive bill effectively to facilitate the criminalisation of Celtic supporters in (at least) equal measure to those of an opposite persuasion. The lunatics, it seems, may, indeed, have finally taken over the asylum. I’m sure…
Integrity … What Integrity?
We at 25thMay1967 have been reflecting on the recently reported new Sky/ESPN/SPL deal that is apparently dependant on a guarantee of at least 4 Celtic/Rangers games a season for the duration of the contract. If, indeed, that is the case, it’s that word “guarantee” that we find so intriguing. Just how, exactly, can the SPL…
THAT DAMNED BILL
RIGHT from the word “Go!”, the allegedly anti-sectarian “Offensive Behaviour at Football and Threatening Communications (Scotland) Bill” has been swathed in controversy … and no wonder. Opportunistically conceived, (at best) naively drafted and unwisely brought to the market with grossly indecent haste, it has been virtually doomed from the off. Now, the latest sinister internal…
Wee Doylie (A Celtic Man)
On the 30th Anniversary of the death of John Doyle, a 25thMay1967 poetic tribute to a true “Celtic Man”. R.I.P. Wee Doylie (A Celtic Man) He was fearless … fiery … feisty, never known to shirk a ruck; wore his heart upon his sleeve like any fan – swapped the Jungle for the tunnel, as wee “Doylie”…
Lost For Words … But Not Clueless
Deflation at the perilous position in which we find ourselves following the latest loss of a game we should have won comfortably (at Tynecastle, a week past Sunday) I have found myself strangely lost for words ever since. To be perfectly honest, for the first time in over 50 years following Celtic, I found myself…
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