We found the flag !

And it was exactly where someone left it.

The Lennon CSC held its annualish contribution to the ailing drinks industry last night, amd all went well, and lots of money was raised for the Macari Shelter in Stoke on Trent.

We’re not sure how much, but the treasurer says he’ll let us know as soon as he gets back from his six month world cruise.

Anyone who has registered an interest in contributing will get an email today, and a form from the police to fill in.

The highlight of the night was hearing how our special guest lived the dream .. from a schoolboy who got the bus to training to being a part of a more than decent reserve side before breaking into the first team…his story of his debut against Rangers is a delight…and eventually becoming manager had more than a few of us stepping into his shoes as we listened.

The atmosphere was so relaxed that only one of us wanted to knock fuck out of the DJ who played Penny Arcade “mistakenly”

No prizes for guessing who.

The whole point of the evening was to raise money for the shelter, but in reality, for me, it was fantastic to see all the old faces who , for one reason or another, can no longer travel to the games, and deep down, I’d like to thank them for turning up last night. It was great to see them again.

Most of them said they will travel again soon as long as that fat bastard who does the diary doesn’t go.

While we were out enjoying ourselves, the team beat Dundee 1-0 to keep pace with Aberdeen at the top of the table.

It’s not my position to criticise those who market Scottish football, but the upcoming visit to Pittodrie could well turn out to be the game of the season, and thankfully its on a Wednesday night…

Back in the early days of his Matchroom empire, Barry Hearn had a notion, an idea for an earner, something that would bring in serious amounts of “ban-doos” for his company while portraying his snooker clients as sophisticated men of the world.

The smell of success was what he was thinking about. It was October 1984 and Hearn was getting into mass-market masculine toiletries.

There were rivals, of course. But there were also opportunities. So what if Old Spice, Brut and Hi Karate were the established brands. He’d take ’em on. He’d make it happen.

He launched his Matchroom fragrance in a blaze of publicity. “For Men Who Play To Win” was the catchphrase.

Hearn went on television with his new product, had posters on the London underground and adverts on buses. He had his clients going around snooker tournaments with bottles of the stuff, splashing it on and sniffing each other.

When the Scottish Football Association invited Hearn to address their inaugural convention at Hampden on Wednesday, they knew what they were doing. They knew that Hearn wasn’t going to walk in the room and soft-soap the delegates from the 44 clubs represented. The chances were that he was going to give it to them with both barrels, a dose of reality about the real world of sports promotion, right between the eyes.

If there was any doubt about it then he disabused folk right from the get-go. “I’m not an expert on Scottish football,” he told the assembled cast of chairmen, chief executives and committee men and women of all kinds. “Listening to your [financial] figures, doesn’t seem like you are either.” 

I rest my case, m’lord.

Despite the image of a one horse race, it used to be two, but one of the horses died,

the Scottish top table has two teams battling it out for the title.

With very little fuss, and hardly any publicity, Aberdeen have matched Celtic point for point almost through the first round of fixtures. Including a highly credible 1-0 win yesterday at Easter road.

Maybe it sits uncomfortably with the mainstream media that someone other than “rangers ” is providing the challenge, but theres nowhere near enough focus on the real battle that Celtic have on their hands.

Of course, the papers need to make money, and I was disappointed that the old Thunderer ( The Times ) herself slipped off the track today

Doctors to quiz all patients on their sex lives

It won’t take me long to answer him, but a chap called Harvey Weinstein is also a patient at our place. Hopefully i won’t be in the queue behind him.

Weinstein is now the subject of a lot of publicity after he allegedly told a bunch of famous women they would famous if they slept with him, though we hear its not a breach of contract thing.

And anyay, we all know better than to believe what we read in the papers..

I cannot imagine.

‘Penniless’ Rangers chairman Dave King ‘knew the takeover rules’ when he took control at Ibrox

Court is told Ibrox chief doesn’t have ready cash for £11m share offer while it also hears that he was well aware about company law and the 30 per cent rule. 

Hang on…

Rangers director Dave King hit by £250m tax bill after losing tax battle

Tycoon at risk of being jailed for fraud after he drops appeal against court judgment which branded him a “a glib and shameless liar” 

And still the gullibillies believed him…

Ach,

so, it’s off to Munich.

Seven o’clockish , Tuesday morning, Birmingham airport, which also happens to be my 28th birthday.

I started counting backwards when I hit 40.

At least, at my age, the beer is still accessible.

And the Allianz Arena ?

A fitting stage for two of Europes biggest clubs.

Gossip ? I suppose so. If you like that sort of thing.

Hampden Park cost a lot of money to build, and its the SFA flagship.

So they’ve decided that they don’t want the working class anywhere near it.

Interim my arse.

He’s got the job.

Yesterday, we asked about this..