Celtic Diary Monday October 27, 2025: Have The Walls Come Tumbling Down?

As the dust settles around another defeat in another important game, and we should be getting used to that by now, it’s probably time to start asking questions.

Like, for instance, why do we bother?

And why does Brendan bother ?

The board haven’t offered him an extension, he hasn’t come out and said he wants one, at least not without certain caveats which the board don;t want to give him, so with just six months left on his contract, isn’t it time to take the club in a different direction?

And not sidieways, but perhaps forwards?

On the evidence of yesterday, oh, who are we kidding, on the evidence of the last few moths, everyone seems to have chucked it.

It would have taken a powerful pair of green tinted spectacles to see any hope of a win against Hearts yesterday, and maybe it’s more fool us for thinking we could have won, but yet again, certainly at half time, there was optism amongst some , if not all of us.

Hearts came flying out of the traps, and via Dane Murray’s leg and Kasper Schmeichels helpful clearance that went straight to a Hearts player, more or less forced the opener.  They had played us at what used to be our own game, pressurising the defence into mistakes.

When even Derek McInnes can spot a weakness, then it’s time to change something.

Celtic responded with a free flowing move reminiscent of the days when we did free flowing moves to claim an equaliser, and had Ben Nygren scored towards the end of the half, things could have been different.

Moments like that change games, and although he didn;t score, Celtic were creating, and for the first time in weeks, began to look like they might score.

However, a tactical shift in the second half by “Pep ” McInnes pulled their centre forward back slightly to mark Calum McGregor, who had actually been leading from the front with his best performance in weeks.

Rodgers responded by taking off Seb Tounetki, who had looked like scoring, leaving on Dane Murray, who had a hand in all of Hearts goals, and metaphorically shrugged his shoulders as though the whole thing was nothing to do with him.

Mind you, he did say, post match, that attacking football was in our DNA, and that we should see where we are in May.

So that’s alright then.

One the one hand, Celtic abandoned the horsehoe formation, though it is a hard one to adopt when the opposition won;t let you have the ball, and sort of went with plan B

As in B for Bloody hell, let’s just hope for the best.

The irony is that we started to look like we might score again towards the end, when caution was thrown to the wind and the hoops hurled everything they had at the Tynecastle back line.

One or two players, McGregor, Forrest, Scales, McCowan ,looked like they actually wanted to win. The rest, well, maybe they need a rest.

On the whole, the team did play better than expected, but the basics were lacking. Little attention was paid to shape, or formation, and oh my word, the passing ….

Some of our players looked incapable of finding their own backsides with both hands and a flashlight , let alone a hooped shirt with the ball.

There is no excuse for that. Not at this, or any other level where players draw a wage.

That is unaccepatable.

So, what now ?

Our podcast, available in all the usual places comes up with a solution that would make everyone happy, believe it or not, so if you want to have a little bit of hope that the board will do the right thing, have a listen.

Meanwhile, here we can look forward to the Falkirk game, on Wednesday, and hope that we don;t have any more players bring in a note from their mums saying they had a cough this morning and won;t be in until March.

There are too many first team players injured for it to just be bad luck.

We can still win the league, indeed there’s still a treble up for grabs, a quadruple in a tournament that a full strength and cohesive Celtic should have a reasonable shot at the latter knockout stages.

But right now we’re in a mess of our own making.

It’s time for someone to decide where we go from here, but also how to put than strategy in place, and let’s be honest, there aren’t many in any of the positions at the club that could do this, we can trust to get it right.

Look, if I’m going to be a miserable git all day, I’m going to make sure you are as well.

We’re at a crossroads. What happens between now and Christmas will define not only this season, but probably the next two or three.

So, let’s take our minds off things by doing what we usually do and laughing at those less fortunate than ourselves.

This is Danny Rohl, the latest sacrificial lamb brought in to appease the hordes that gather after nightfall on the other side of the river.

It’s his turn to be lauded as the new Messiah for a few weeks, as the plucky new club “rangers ” mount their challenge for a top six place.

Their demise has often been cited as a reason for Celtic’s own apparent lack of ambition, and to be fair, a lot of our support do seem to spend an unhealthy amount of time concerning themselves with whatever fuck up they’ve done at the time.

So, he said, spending an unhealthy amount of time on them, with the Ibrix side racking up three points against Kilmarnock, do we have to look over our shoulder while we chase Hearts ?

Will the hordes be singing “Danny Boy ” or “Rohl With It”  after sunday’s League Cup semi final ?

Well, something has to replace their Ten Bombers anthem.

As we said on the podcast, a poor result against Falkirk and a defeat to “rangers ” might just be the tipping point.

But as we also agreed, there is a way out…

And now, a caption competition, where we post a relevant picture, and ask you , the reader, to come up with a witty or poignant phrase that provokes either thought or laughter.

And boy, do we need a bit of laughter.