An Away Day For Scotland!
Dunno what the warm weather training camp in Dubai taught us. Last season we came out of the blocks firing on all cylinders and showed the country what quality is all about. Saturday,on the other hand,showed us that we didn’t learn enough over there to make a blind bit of a difference.
I don’t know what has gone wrong,but I do know that it needs fixed. If we can’t fix it after a three week break and coming back with a shoe-in game against Partick Thistle,still looking as turgid and ineffectual as we have since the Rennes game,then we have real big problems.
You and I cannot fix this. But then,we didn’t break it in the first place. We pay our money in the expectation that it is used to best effect. On and off the pitch. Celtic supporters have turned up for over 130 years to support the team,the club,the spirit that inspired our founders. Good or not.
When we can’t be good enough? We will still be there,unquestioning in our support and willing on mere journeymen to rise above themselves to achieve things they never thought they could.
As they have done all through our history. And they are lauded for that,their likenesses emblazoned around our stadium.
But the flip side is also true. All our lives,Celtic have been known for a disinclination to build from a position of strength. Are we wrong to question the powerbrokers? Were we right to question them thirty,forty and fifty years ago,but not now?
Thirty,forty and fifty years ago,we had a position of strength on the pitch. But amateurs in charge of finances. Some of the time,they had good intentions but little financial nous. Other times the opposite. But when you have c£50m in the bank and looking at the possibility of losing a title to a cross-eyed arsehole who is going to crow about it for the rest of your life and you’re still sitting on your overpaid arse and doing eff all about it,I think every Celtic supporter is entitled to ask why.
You’ve been watching this car crash the same as us,yer CEOness. In fact,as I said,you broke it so you fix it. Ten days or so to fix it,or be damned.
Some legacy,Peter. A wing and a prayer.
On a happier note,COSYCORNERBHOY reminds us of days of yore when even the diehards would still support-or so pretend to their significant others!-that the Scotland football team was important.
The Wembley Weekend.
McCaff’s mention of going to Scotland games with his Dad reminded me of my first and only away game to watch Scotland…and what a team to be playing! England versus Scotland 1957 at Wembley.
I had just joined the Meteorological Office at Prestwick on 30th September 1956 and the system was a couple of weeks at Prestwick,6 weeks at Met Office Training School in Stanmore then could be posted anywhere in UK.That was the plan…
Unfortunately or not,Britain,France and Israel decided to invade Egypt over the Suez nationalisation,and the course was abandoned after two weeks and we were all sent back to where we had joined! The ‘war’ didn’t last long (look it up?) and lo and behold I am back down at Stanmore for another 6weeks mid March.
My Dad who organised the bi-yearly trip to Wembley for Ardrossan shipyard gave me a ticket and said just get there yourself and don’t bother looking for us!
So I sets off to Wembley from Harrow Weald where the digs were and got off a The first Tube station I saw Scottish supporters and followed them. A couple of pints(might have been more!) I am inside,about 15 mins to kick-off.
I knew a few of the England team by name,Billy Wright,Tom Finney ,Stan Matthews but that was all.
The Scottish team nae bother-Younger Young Caldow Docherty McColl Collins Fernie Reilly Ring Hewie and Maudie.I think the last two were ‘Anglos’. Two Celtic men there,you’ll notice-but as my Dad always said
‘Aye but they’re no Tims’.
Anyway just as well I got there early,as Tommy Ring rang rings round the English defence and scored in the first minute.Ya beauty says I!-though that’s not what I said when Bonnar dropped his corner kick in the net in the Final yon time?.
Anyway we pummelled them but they scored twice in the second half and won 2-1.
Their second was scored by Duncan Edwards-just a boy who was built like a heavyweight champion and was terrific on the ball and in the tackle.A tradgedy he died so young.
However,I fair enjoyed my day oot and it’s no as though the Celtic lost! The next weekend I went to Mildenhall to play for a local amateur team but that’s another story??.
Above article is a family affair from BMCUWP and COSYCORNERBHOY. There’s a full-on rant coming unless some of you send in something quick for Article of the Day. I’m in a good mood after a lovely wee family day,and I still came out with that,so spread some pleasure and light with a mail to Mahe