Year Of The Snake
It’s getting difficult to keep up with all the shit that’s hitting the fan in Scottish football at the moment. Who said what,and when. Who voted which way,or didn’t. Who voted which way,AND didn’t. Which resolution are we voting on? We need an answer by 5pm on Friday,or else! Except the “or else” turns out to mean that you have 28 days to manage the impossible by making Scottish football more ridiculous in the eyes of the footballing world than even the SFA and SPFL can usually manage.
Of course,in Scotland we have a saying. Wha’s like us? Well,at the moment,nobody. And that’s for sure. The game is paralysed virtually worldwide,but that’s not good enough for us. We want to cut the legs off the game while we are at it,and all in a pathetic display of machismo,egged on by the usual compliant succulent lamb brigade in the media.
Down south,the miscreants in all this would be the ones getting the legs cut off them-and they’d be thinking themselves lucky to have got off so lightly! Even the FA haven’t got off with it down here. They made the decision about ten days or so ago that all leagues below Tier 6 would be declared null and void. No declarations based on average points or current placings. Nope. Season 19/20 simply didn’t happen and there will be no promotion and no relegation.
Start again next season. And don’t bother taking us to court,it’s all there in the rule book.
And the big guns are going ballistic down here about it,and all on behalf of “diddy” teams that they had to look up on Google. And rightly so,too. It’s wrong,and pays no regard to money invested to get promotion this season and begin a march up the leagues. Nor to the fact that it means that all attendance payments should be returned as a result. It’s not just a regulatory screw-up,it’s a logistical and legal minefield.
And up here,there is no minefield. Only empty stadia filled with empty rhetoric about who said,etc. And plenty of empty heads who need to ask whether the game is really important to them,or is it all about posturing towards your own support,or undermining the spirit of fair play by gerrymandering the rules,and having video conferences in order to avoid the relegation that your clubs have earned by their on-field ineptitude this past season?
Or wanting prize money without any prizes being awarded? Wanting the prize money for finishing second,while denying that you finished second because there were no final placings anyway? Oh,and can we please null and void the season so that those Timmy basterts go f…..g apeshit?
The last time I saw such a display of petulant selfishness,of me me me,was in an old copy of Viz. Spoiled Bastard. And it’s only a satire,for goodness sake. But it’s them,all right. Spoiled Bastard is every one of those clubs in the upper tier who have not voted in favour of the SPFL resolution which was proposed for one reason,and one reason only.
It was proposed in order to give the clubs some money which would be due to them shortly in normal times,and which they desperately NEED in order to have any chance of staying alive long enough for just one more fan to click a turnstile. And let’s be honest here,ALL of the clubs involved are in more urgent need of the money than most-so it surely makes sense for them to bite the hand off anyone offering them a grubby white fiver.
And they know it! So why,then? Well,in the case of Hearts and Partick Thistle,the reason is simple. They want a ruling invoked which will mean that they avoid that so richly deserved relegation I mentioned earlier. In the case of the huns,we already know the lengths they will go to,the depths they will gladly plumb,in order to prevent Celtic winning. This is only another variation on their previous themes of masonic referees and officials,tax avoidance and every type of cheating known to man-more than I can even hint at here due to the libel laws,but we’ve all spoken about it before and after matches.
Let’s euphemistically suggest that they get fed raw meat at Ibrox,just to fire them up.
This is Sevco’s last throw of the dice,folks. They know it,we all know it. When the last financial crash arrived,it couldn’t have come at a worse time for Minty. And he knew it. They were already running on fumes while up to their eyeballs in debt. They survived on loans,and even then only because of the money coming in from Europe. But that business model was now wrecked,because the source of the loans was bust-and bust mainly because of toxic loans,like the ones to Murray!
Additionally,the crash wrecked Murray’s core steelholding business,so he couldn’t prop it up in the meantime. It was a perfect storm for him and them,and the only surprise is that he managed to keep it together-with a little help from his friends-for long enough to get shot of it. Fast forward a dozen years and we have another,sharper,crash-with the additional complication of there being NO money coming through the turnstiles,nor into the coffers of the new chairman who has been underwriting the day to day losses of the current manifestation at Ibrox.
Douglas Park was already in over his head there,and was long past the stage of throwing good money after bad in the vain hope of getting some of it back. Now? He’s going to need every penny he can lay hands on to keep his main businesses alive,the ones that put him in the position for King to pick his pocket at will. He can’t pony up any more anymore-!-and he is Rangers only hope of any money between now and what is looking increasingly like August at the earliest.
Unless they get their hands on a few bob from the SPFL in prize money. And they don’t want it-unless they can stop Timmy from being accordingly awarded the title.
That’s their mentality. That’s the people we are dealing with. Their existence is only there in their eyes to spite us. And in their blind hatred,they are quite happy take the whole of the game down as they themselves commit hari-kari.
Lie down with dogs,and you get fleas. But when you get into bed with a snake? Don’t be surprised by the result.
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