Break Hearts, then board resistance
Good morning and Happy Cup Final weekend.
First and foremost, and I mean this sincerely, no matter what happens please appreciate the fact we are about to witness the last leg of something truly historic.
Never in my wildest dreams did I envisage a scenario where we clean sweep four years in a row. I’m relatively young, older readers must be astonished given how equally shared silverware used to be.
No matter what happens on Sunday, this run has been unprecedented, and we should all acknowledge that.
This Sunday you will join hundreds of thousands others in hoping we walk away victorious with four trebles, something usually associated with darts.
Senior readers won’t be used to such success as it was only in the 80s and 90s that TV money started to create the gulfs in class that now allow trebles.
The fact they were so scarce even to the games giant pre Sky and Bosman is a testament to the competitiveness of the set up back then.
We all like to blame SDM for ruining Scottish football but the modernisation of the national sport left the biggest with a clear advantage.
But still, trebles are not expected.
That did change somewhat whilst the team from Ibrox spent time elsewhere, but as long as there were strong team’s out there we didn’t expect a clean sweep. Sure, Jock had done it, but then that team he had wasn’t bad at all, and the Big Man was a legend, shout to Sean also for helping with the trophy haul that special year.
However being of my age, when someone says treble there’s only one I think of.
The facts that Martin pulled his off against the current champions, plus a manager considered elite says it all. He ran Advocate out of the game, caught on the hop with an ageing group of primadonnas.
That was one hell of a treble, a real boot in the nuts to Scottish football, and not even double our spend would have guaranteed besting us such was not only the quality assembled but the characters purchased also. ‘I will win’ men front middle and back.
Martin gave us a dream treble, enough to start dreaming of conquering the biggest prize, Europe.
Brendan’s Invicible treble on the other hand was the stuff of fantasies. Supreme coaching, tactics, man management combined to give the troops the belief and the know how to win games, plus the rub of the green went with us .
It was our finest hour in a generation, and he was slapped in the face with no transfer targets delivered.
And onto Lenny.
Yes there is some intertwine involved, but Neils big task is not to worry how history will judge him or to ponder who began this mission, but to complete the mission full stop.
History can judge, but right now as special forces say,,the mission comes first.
That’s a victory on Sunday by hook or by crook.
Preferably a smooth victory of course but any would do to be honest. I’m not subscribing to the mere Championship team mindset, they are a Premiership team in all but name and in no way will lie down come crunch time.
It doesn’t take a genius to work out Craig will wish a good game against us to show what we lost.
It doesn’t take a genius to work out the mason in the middle more often than not prefers the Tims to be on the receiving end of harsh officialdom, rather than given the blind eye.
And it doesn’t take a genius to imagine Hearts hope we ring the changes as threatened.
I wasn’t of the opinion the final would be the catalyst for action, no matter what happens. I always imagined this game would go down and there would be the usual reaction online whatever the result, but I didn’t believe this game would move folk to gather.
With recent events, and with what could well be described as digging in heels on the boards behalf, should the final go wrong there could well end up another crowd at Celtic Park.
If Lenny plays the old guard as threatened and it goes wrong, the fans will probably gather. They will see it as another sign of the boards incompetence.
IVE NEVER KNOWN A TEAMSHEET TO BE SO IMPORTANT.
Lenny and whoever are selected good luck, history awaits.
Play the Celtic way on that big wide pitch would be my advice.
We can talk more about the final after it’s happened but now onto the bigger clash.
And it very much is the bigger clash.
I am far more aware of Fergus’ impact in ’94 than I am the results of that year, I believe most fans would be the same.
Its very much seen as the year we cheated death, and then entered the modern world with our own 62k Paradise.
And then it went astray, which is where you, me, everyone with Glasgow Celtic at heart enters the equation.
As it stands we have a hostile ownership who have announced intentions to stand their ground, stay the course they plotted.
Just like ’94 and the surrounding years, what happens now on the field of play will or perhaps already has been superceded by events off it.
We have entered the barricades stage, where every loss may trigger a demonstration at the Park. Some may call this spoilt child syndrome, their mates in the media may well portray it that way,, but in the real world the fans dont like the direction of the club one bit.
And protests aren’t outlawed (yet).
As fans it’s only natural that we wish to pass on the love of the club to others, especially our offspring, the new generation of supporter. But the central tenet to that dream is that it’s something you can champion.
Pride in the club AND team.
But, that’s just not us right now is it?
I mean we have a bent board, bent governing bodies, very bent rival, bent refs, bent cops, bent ministers,on top of that plastic pitches and they want full price when you can’t even get into the park !
So let’s cut to the chase here.
In ’94 those bhoys stepped up and done what was needed at the time.
The next leg of the journey awaits.
Progression is needed, just like change was needed then, there’s no one I’m reading can convince me that change in our glorious clubs direction isn’t needed now.
As in, now!
So right now we enter the fledgling years of Celts for Change 2.
The update from the Trust is eagerly awaited, and I hope they take up the mantle, but there is a wind of change blowing.
With the stadium closed, it’s the wrong time to antagonize the clientele, who increasingly wish a standalone giant making headway on the continent and exhibiting the nations finest.
A visible plan.
Being the best club in the world and all that was never meant to be easy.
It was clearly not a case of Fergus dashes to the rescue, and the damsel in distress will live happily ever after.
My friends it looks to me like we must continually fight to forge the club of our dreams. Others have stood in the past and fought their battles.
We salute them, their deeds are recorded for eternity.
But now they look to us.
Every generation faces a battle, history shows us that.
This is ours. We have a board unfit for purpose.
They aren’t Celtic men, actions speak louder than words.
The task of removing them has fallen to us. The Clubs course must be corrected, they won’t do it so we must.
Supporters ARE the true custodians after all.
The matter at hand is no small issue my friend. Right here and now we have a chance to forge the future of this special club we all hold somewhere in our hearts.
And just as the ’94 bhoys made history, so it’s our turn.
Now let me ask you this, can you remember that feeling?
That feeling when we were all united and on the march together?
The feeling that came with being a good team that wasn’t looking to keep the score down, but a team that might win no matter who the opponents?
The feeling of being a team to be proud of?
The feeling of Celtic being ‘special’ ?
Now Celtic are special, very special indeed, but we as a support seem to have a battle on our hands every generation or so to ensure that.
They would take the special out of us, customers only, shut up and show up.
Now, in the time of a pandemic Celtic are transparent profiteers?
Brother Walfrid would turn in his grave I’m telling you right now!
As would our buried kin.
My friends in Celtic this must stop.
We as a fanbase must unite on this issue, that a different direction is for the best.
Future Tims will all look back on our actions now.
Whether it’s withholding your merchandise, your VST, joining the Trust, gathering at the Park, we must use every means possible to keep the club on a path befitting.
And all those who help now just as in ’94 will not be forgotten.
We could be heroes.
Those that help set this club of ours on a noble path will have eternal gratitude.
I hope the team are up for writing their names in the history books, and I hope you are too.
Proud to be among you,