For an eight-year-old club, Sevco has experienced quite a few false dawns.
Of course, the Stenography Corps are in the business of maintaining industrial quantities of this feelgood pish.
Those terminally ill titles need to soothe their dignified demographic.
Some of them are aware that they’re in the fiction business, although they could not admit that in public.
They know that this front page from 2012 is accurate.
However, for commercial reasons, it was necessary to do a handbrake turn on the truth.
This week I spoke to a couple of pundits who are in the public eye.
Off the record, they quietly confided to me that they believed that Neil Lennon has a far superior squad, better players in every department of the field and more of them.
I tend to agree with them on that.
Watching Mr Gerrard’s Gumtree Galacticos crumble at the business end of last season was a sight to behold.
When it really mattered, Sevco didn’t.
At the start of this campaign, the Bolingoli interregnum allowed the Ibrox club to open a substantial gap, but they failed to fully capitalise on that.
As for tomorrow, I will leave the predictions for the self-styled fitba experts.
One thing that we can be certain about is that the officiating will be to the highest SFA standards.
I do not gamble.
However, this might be a very safe bet for tomorrow.
I’m sure that Neil Francis Lennon and his combative captain will have the new lads fully primed for what awaits them.
Now, if Mr Gerrard’s charges do get over the line tomorrow then watch the Stenography Corps lose their dignified shit.
The pages will already be made up, and the lads in the layout department will have more Union Flags than a Saxe-Coburg wedding.
However, if it is a home win at an empty Celtic Park, then the mood on the sports desks will be Funereal.
Either way, no one wins or loses a league in October.
I think that this tweet sums up the pre-prepared narrative rather
Rud amháin eile.
On this day in 1890 at Woodfield, Sam’s Cross, near Clonakilty, County Cork there was a happy event in the Collins clan.
Here is wee Michael at aged eight.
After Easter Week used his time in Frongoch well to examine how previous Irish revolutionary movements had been defeated.
At all times, the British had an intelligence network that kept them informed of what was about to happen here in Ireland.
When he returned from Wales, he made sure that the tables were turned on the occupiers.
He built a network that spied on the Brits throughout the country.
That intelligence operation had its origins in the months that Collins was interned in Wales.
One of those operatives was my grandfather Joe.
He had been recommended by his brother in law Michael Derrig, another Frongoch resident.
Bródúil.
Under my preferred familial pen name, I wrote this in 1999 for An Phoblacht.
Collins knew that success in Dublin was crucial in the intelligence war against the Brits.
Consequently, one hundred years ago this week, Mick was putting together a plan that would rock British rule in Ireland to its foundations.
It would be our first Bloody Sunday in the struggle for liberation.
Lá breithe sona duit fear mór!
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I have not came to this party late.
I have been saying since the cheap option
was taken that Mr Lennon is not close to a
top manager. He is inept in my view.
Look at the players who have stopped progressing
under him. Christie, Rogic,Ayer,Eduard, need i go on?
This has to stop . The club is going backwards.
The Fans Deserve Much Better.
Not ONE shot on target. Disgraceful. I despair.
And today Neil and they bhoys give them a chance to celebrate and gloat. Shocking stuff, so much for our better players and more of them. Not much use if they dont turn up. Gutted, but not surprised, given how we have been playing, and lessons not learnt.
The eight year old club has made a laughing stock of us today. Changes urgently required at Head Coach level!
The feelgood pish you mention Phil is strictly that, pish! However the blue hordes do tend to cling onto it and they are comforted by the shallow promises it conjures up….. for a little while anyway.
At the other end of the spectrum, we have a true morale boosting feelgood factor as displayed by the Green Brigade video from Lennoxtown that was released to the Celtic faithful yesterday. The emotional connection between fans and players is there for all to see and, although I do not condone all of the GB’s actions, I thought it was a true masterclass in fans/players relationship. The message conveyed, their timing on the eve of this game today and, after some of the setbacks we have experienced because of Covid, is a perfect tonic for all of us prior to today’s kick off.
Now that is what I call FEELGOOD.
COYBIG.
Rest In Peace, big fella
Another brilliant piece Phil, I love the fact that you give the so-called ‘journalists’ here in Scotland the verbal kicking they deserve. There’s only about 5% of Scottish scribes who could be described as journalists and they like you don’t pander to the blue pound. It’s a privilege to see someone support the Irish Catholic diaspora of our forefathers who came here to make a better life for their families only to be treated with mistrust and contempt by a staunchly Protestant country. It’s guy’s like yourself who will eventually bring this anti-Irish Catholic racism to an end, perhaps the implosion of the Tribute Act will help as they’re about to fall through the trap door because of trying to chase the impossible dream. Even if we lose tomorrow, which I highly doubt, Celtic are streets ahead of them in every department player wise, manager wise and of course in the boardroom. Keep on attacking the racists and bigots and making them look as ridiculous as they are. God bless mate.
With 32 on the horizon hopefully folk will be mindful of what can be lost and the years of set back that follow.