Livingston 2 – 2 Celtic
Our winter of discontent continued last night in Livingston,and in suitably wintry and desolate conditions. A draw is of no use to us at all as we continue the slog to the final bell,surrendering our run of titles with a pathetic whimper. Griff was back,looking lively in the first half at least,but so too were some of Neil Lennon’s must picks,bringing with them the same level of performance that has lowered our spirits so dramatically this season.
In fairness,Mo Elyounoussi had one of his better games-in comparison with those around him-but the Ryan Christie who sparkled so brightly for a year or so is but a distant memory,Nir Bitton shows every week that he is just as poor at winning the ball in defence as he is in midfield,Shane Duffy just carries on being the 20/21 shadow of himself. Some of the players acquitted themselves reasonably well,but no team with this many passengers can ever be sure of winning a match,much less a league trophy over the length of the season.
One thing that we did,which pleased me,was to restrict the home team’s chances,restricting them to two in the first hour. Those two chances were all they needed,enough to cancel out our interim goals from Elyounoussi and Bitton. I’m happy enough to put my hand up and admit that those two wouldn’t get near the team if I was picking it,but they took the goals well. Has they performed as well in their designated roles for the evening I would be hailing their displays. Alas,no.
Celtic have simply forgotten how to defend. This isn’t helped by playing our only decent centre half at right back,a midfielder on the right of the two and a right-footed centre half as the left of the pair. Nor by having a goalkeeper who is having the worst debut season in that position that I can remember. Of course,we have seen worse in our time-but we didn’t pay £5m for them,nor did we persevere with them either. The guy’s confidence is gone,and there is none in him either from the defence. Nor any in them from him.
What a f…..g shambles.
Their first goal,a cheap foul from Duffy,a free header and 1-0. Their second,a quick one-two and a cross into the area to be met by a guy who had run 50 yards unmarked to slot home,Taylor being the only defender near him. Both times,as usual,Barkas went for it with his hands in his pockets. Our goals came from a corner,finished by Elyounoussi,and from Bitton running onto a CalMac through ball. You’ll have to forgive my lack of enthusiasm as I write this-but then it was matched too often last night,as it has been all season,by too many of our players.
Collum had his usual performance,ignoring any sniff of a penalty for Celtic while looking longingly to our box for a chance to give one to the opposition. To give him his due,he managed to get through the match-in shocking conditions-without once showing a yellow card. That backfired somewhat towards the end when Broonie,not long on as a sub for Soro,gave a bit back and got red carded for it. Bloody stupid thing to do with that ref in charge. No excuse for it.
Fergus told us that it is not always easy being a Celtic fan. Well,the times he was referring to are nowhere near as bad as the situation we are in now. He also told us that it was always worthwhile. And it always has been.
I’ll hold onto that thought,it might be just about the only thing that sustains me at the moment.
Above article by BMCUWP,your despondent correspondent.