Celtic climbed up to third in the Premier League table with a 2-0 win over Dundee at Celtic Park. Former keeper Rab Douglas , now playing with the Dens Park side, saved a Scott Brown penalty, but another Mestalla style performance would have been required to keep the Celts out. Although it was only two, it could have and should have been, well, at least three.
Manager Neil Lennon admitted that the missed chances are “a concern”, but went on; “What isn’t a concern is the chances we are creating because we are doing that on numerous occasions in games-but I would like to see us start putting a few more away. We lacked a little quality at times in the final third but the build up play was pretty good and defensively we looked pretty comfortable allafternnoon. ” Summing up, he just said it was a good performance and three points, which is what he wanted.
The game was always going to be a wee bit flat after Wednesdays exertions, but the players certainly had a go. With Motherwell dropping points, those three Celtic gained could be crucial come May. Oh alright, i was just trying to make it sound exciting.
Any win after a champions League game is worth double points, anyway.
At risk of sounding like former pundit Derek johnstone-I think he’s a former pundit, surely no-one has been daft enough to hire him-some one is going to get a pasting-or as he once said -right doing-when it all clicks, but to be honest, someone gets a proper thrashing every now and then every season. (note, a thrashing in this context refers to a heavy defeat on the football field, and not a night out with your local conservative mp.)
Another former Celtic keeper has been in the news this weekend, with Polish loony Artur boruc joining English Premier league side Southampton, which he will find different from his days with Celtic and fiorentina. Still, he has defenders of quality in front of him, such as Jos hooiveld and Danny Fox, the latter apparently played for Celtic as well, but was only here for one half of a season so we never really saw the best of him. Or perhaps we did….
He plays for Scotland, at football, surprisingly, since he is neither Scottish or a footballer. Good luck , Artur. You are going to need it.
With our own new signing Lassad Niouiou looking the part on Saturday, his fellow new forward Miku has admitted he has been surprised, but delighted , with the intensity of playing for Celtic. The inquest after the St. johnstone defeat, and the atmosphere at the benfica game has left him screaming for more, so at least the attitude is there. Strange how that paragraph follows one on Danny Fox.
Next up are Raith Rovers tomorrow night in the League cup, and although a big crowd is not expected, a big cheer for Turnbull Hutton is. The Raith chairman , of course, was one of the men who helped to make sure that the phoenix Rangers club would start life in division three, instead of being parachuted into the first Division.
These plans to gerrymander the Newco into a higher division, if they accepted their guilt after years of cheating may yet backfire on the compliant Football Associations. Draft documents outlining these proposals have been “leaked ” to the press, just in time, to help the media spin their story about Rangers having being punished enough.
Despite, er, Rangers not existing anymore, and the Newco having no links to them at all. Except the same staff, management, brand name, premises and customers. All of which will come back to haunt them when BDO, the liquidators, and HMRC finally get round to asking for their bit.
The Newco, of course, is still frantically trying to raise a stock market flotation, and owner and part time comedian Charles Green is over in the USA raising awareness for his club. apparently, Adidas, the German sportswear manufacturer will be making their shirts and become involved in the marketing of what their spokesman, according to Fellow Newco owner Imran Ahmed, is the “biggest club on their books”
Except, obviously, Milan, Bayern Munich , Real Madrid, Lyon, Chelsea etc…
JJB, who also went into business with Rangers, will be appointing administrators this week, and the hunt to find anyone still selling MacEwans Lager has now entered its tenth year….
Good luck, Charlie, if I was you i’d be asking for help from those guys who paid to remove Craig Whytes google history.
Ally McCoist, the cheery chunky chap who has been charged with getting the club back to the top, has admitted its tough, and its starting to wear him down. Fortunately, as he is quite portly, it’ll take a while to wear him down. but gone is the cheerful and defiant stance he took at the start of the season. Reality is biting, and it has a lot to sink its teeth into.
Fridays teaser was answered correctly by honeybhoy, who remembered? that it was Leslie Johnston, snapped up from Clyde for £12,000 in 1948. Today, who was the first player that Celtic received a seven figure fee for?
Now, we’ve had the holy Poet in the diary before, and continuing in that vein, here is a wee poem , sent in by Gedbhoy, which should raise a smile or two.
I had a dog
Its name was Shug
I bought it from a man
His nose was red
His team was blue
He sold it from a van
My dog had died
I missed it so
I had to fill the void
I looked at Shug
He looked at me
I thought of Tommy Boyd
I brought Shug home
I showed him round
I fed him bowls of meat
He barked he licked
He bit the wife
I thought him rather neat
I gave Shug walks
I threw him sticks
He frolicked in the snow
He seemed to be the perfect dog
So how was I to know?
He had a secret deep and dark
As black as any cave
For Shug was born down Govan way
He had no soul to save
The truth came out
One awful day
When kick off time drew near
For Celtic had been doing well
A good start to the year
Soon came the opening Rangers match
The telly was warmed up
I sat to cheer the mighty Hoops
With at my feet the pup
Shug loved me – so I just assumed
He also loved my team
But dark as any traitor’s heart
Were Shuggy’s thoughts so mean
The match kicked off
The fans all cheered
I shouted Up the ‘Tic!
Well Shug got up and growled at me
His jowls awash with spit
He bared his teeth
He shook his head
He dribbled on the floor
His bulging eyes were filled with hate
His mouth let out a roar
Shug just stared and barked at me
He looked like Richard Nixon
Mistakes like this I couldn’t make!
I’d bought Fernando Ricksen!
The match went on, shots came and went
The score it stayed nought – nought
Shug settled down – the spittle stopped
He thought the Celts were caught
He growled a bit from time to time
The second half flew by
It seemed the Gers would get a point
and leave with heads held high
But wait, what’s this? a final burst
And Thommo was the boss!
He trapped the ball as blue men closed
And set his sights on Klos
Now Shug could see the danger there
For Rangers it was bad
The Thompson gun was primed and cocked
We’d time to do it lads!
The shot was struck
It swooped and curved
Klos tried to grab thin air
The ball whizzed by
The net it bulged
I screamed with not a care
But Shug got up
his face all puce
and maddened by this farce
He lunged at me
Mouth flecked with foam
And bit me on the arse
I cried in pain
And threw him off
But he prepared to jump
He’d tasted blood
He wanted more
A juicy Timmite rump
He dived – I ducked
He got it wrong
The window wasn’t shut
My head he missed by just a hair
My flat is ten floors up
So out the window Shuggy went
For fortune can be hard
I thought I heard his dying bark
Before he hit the yard
I’m sure I heard his final cry
He fell like Humpty Dumpty
We arra people! Fenian clown!
1-0 ya canine numpty!
I’ve got a cat now Shug has gone
Goes by the name of Tim
Its fur is green, its eyes are white
It’s sleek and smart and slim
It sits with me to watch the games
It purrs and gets a cuddle
My feline chum who loves the kids
And always does the Huddle
If there’s a moral to this tale
It’s ‘look before you leap’
And pick a team the fans all love
For loyalty is cheap
I’m sad Shug’s gone
But life is tough
For some it’s just a slog
If Celtic isn’t in your heart
For you it’s dog eat dog.