TONIGHT’S THE NIGHT!!!
Nae wunner ah canny get a fixed odds up!
The common lament of the frequent though casual punter,having just seen a banker go down like,well,a Saturday coupon!
Idafiveronthat-and all of a sudden,we are transported back to the 80s,Bullseye,here’s what you could have won. Well,you didnae get your acca up,they never won their caravan. Deal with it.
Juve v Man U. I thought that would be a game well worth watching last night. I’ve been disappointed by games like that in the past-we all have!-but that was a peach. Juve played them off the park,passed them to bits,battered the woodwork time and again,de Gea was outstanding as ever,and,oh,you really MUST watch the technique for Ronaldo’s goal.
Then the Bismarck moment as Man U somehow contrived to get back into the game. A needless free-kick and a great finish,aye-but made easier by a keeper who moved forward three yards then moved to his left as the ball rifled past on his right.
The winner? Well,give me lucky generals.
So why am I even discussing this on a Celtic blog? Well,Juve were running away with this group. But the third-placed team are Valencia,and they play them next in Turin. Valencia win,8 pts Juve 9pts,with probably Man U on 10.
Both Juve and Man U should beat Young boys so the last game in Valencia against Man U is crucial. Win,they are in the last 16. I don’t watch much Champions League football due to shifts,but I’d love to watch that Juve v Valencia game-and should they win,the encore v Man U. From two points in three games,I might add.
That is football for me,the sudden turnaround in fortunes,the adrenaline of a FFS moment,like Henry dropping the ball,or the “Frankie’s ear Cup-winning Year!”
And as Celtic supporters,we have chapter and verse of occasions that we didn’t think were possible going into them,whether it be the last few minutes of a match or even an entire season.
Take our Centenary Season. Celtic started 1987 clear of Souness’ cash-fuelled Rangers by 13 points and I started my first job outside of Scotland. We lost that league by a mile,internal strife,blah blah. I knew little about it bar the results,and I was tearing my hair out. No match reports,nothing.
Sacked the manager,lost McInally,Johnston,McLeod,worst of all McClair on Freedom of Contract. There’s roughly 70 goals a season at the time and a fair bit of the engine room.
And our first friendly at home? Gubbed 5-1 by Arsenal,not really doing much down south at the time. Although that would soon change,of course.
Ah,The Centenary Season. That’s my generation’s Lisbon. Like stopping the ten is to another generation,and I hope generations to come will have theirs too.
We go into tonight very much as underdogs. I wouldn’t have given a snowball’s chance in hell of Man U winning with five minutes to go,nor of Valencia qualifying. But if Young Boys can hold Juve to a draw,they could be out. Sit down,there’s plenty time left,injury time hasn’t even started yet!-as Billy Connolly famously said . And plenty of it!
We have the two big boys to play at home. Fuelled by that most potent source-naw,ya choob,not caffeine,cash!-I’ll take a particular pleasure in bursting their bubble. Man U did it last night,and they were rank.
Celtic have the players and the occasion to be big,be brave,be heroes.
Make us proud yet again.
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