Success Has Many Fathers
The Old Firm,eh-what are they like? Known all over the world for well over a century for their intense rivalry,the bubbling cauldrons inside the stadia when they meet,with fan clubs spread to every corner of the world. A rivalry that truly made the footballing world sit up and take notice of a very small country,even if that country was as responsible as any for spreading The Gospel According To Football to countries who had never heard of Scotland OR football before.
But they have really outdone themselves in the last decade or so. Events on and off the pitch in the decade before that had seen the establishment club,long favoured quite brazenly by the powerbrokers in the country,being dragged down into an abyss of its own making,spending recklessly and indiscriminately to keep down the upstart interlopers from the East. During and after the eventual unseemly climax to that episode,inalienable maxims were recast-because they were dead and buried,with only the liquidators and creditors left to fight over the stinking corpse. Yes,the administrators sold off company assets in order to raise funds prior to that liquidation,but they could not raise enough to prevent it.
They died,and their historical record with them,leaving only that corpse. And a new entity-formed by buying assets from the administrators-had to apply for admission to the Scottish league system. Yet here we are,less than a decade since their administration and liquidation,about to see them claim their 55th title in a miraculously short period of time.
Who said there are only two certainties in life-death and taxes? There’s one maxim shot down right away.
There also seems to be some confusion about a team applying to join the league system,as it appears that being promoted to it from nowhere actually means that they were relegated. No. One club died and went the way of all flesh. Another applied to take the place that it vacated. They could bring to the party a big but crumbling stadium and a promise of big crowds to fill it,but no accounts and certainly no glorious history. And yet here we are,less than a decade since their administration and liquidation,about to see them claim their 55th title in,yes,a miraculously short period of time.
Where are the laws on phoenix companies masquerading as a defunct one? Or the regulations about player registration,which sees a 3-0 defeat and appropriate points adjustments for every game involving registration breaches? A senior SFA official twisted the space/time continuum with a convoluted explanation that the players were improperly registered,and because no-one had realised at the time,then no applicable rules had been broken.
If a tree falls in a forest…
I could go on-I already have-but the one maxim above all others that The Old Firm have broken for us all is that truth has many fathers,while failure is an orphan. It is true that no-one is rushing to CLAIM fatherhood-indeed,most in the frame for it are denying its very existence!-but there is little doubt in the minds of the vast majority of the Celtic support where the blame lies. And in this case failure too can be said to have many fathers.
All of us have watched with bewilderment this season as players with big reputations-and egos-and in many cases a long list of success have suddenly became bang average at best. There is barely a game this season when the fans have been fully confident of victory,and in most we have feared the worst-only to be proven wrong,as the players somehow contrive to make our worst fears seem like a fond wish. So bad have the overall performances been this season that I doubt that the eventual winner of the club’s Player of the Year or Young Player of the Year award will embarrass himself by putting it on his cv. Or even be around to receive it.
They win as a team,they lose as a team. And what a team of losers they have proved to be this year!
Another trying to avoid a paternity suit is the manager. Is it his fault he was appointed to a job to which he was clearly unsuited in this day and age? Of course not. He is Celtic through and through,as we all are. It is unreasonable to suggest that he should have turned it down-but not unreasonable to suggest that he should have at the very least pushed to be mutually consented at the end of October,if not before. The season was still salvageable at that point,but it was extremely unlikely to be so if he remained in charge. He even said he would walk if results did not improve-instead they got worse,and he is still here-officially,at least! There are multiple rumours around as to why that should be the case and none reflect well on the club or him.
Another person in the frame of course is our de facto Director of Everything. A finger in every pie with his pockets full of plums. You can apply a soubriquet of your own choice after that description. From hawking around the idea that there might be a statue erected for him,he now finds himself lucky that hanging has been abolished in this country. Though it might not be wise to visit certain pubs near the favoured site for said statue. He initiated this fall from grace by undermining our best manager since Jock-though more on this aspect tomorrow-and bringing in Neil Lennon to replace him. Without his own trusted backroom staff! Sure,he saved a few quid on wages by doing this,but we have watched aghast as his meddling and chiselling have brought us to our knees so many times before. That he lasted this long is a disgrace,that he was allowed a free hand to do so is inexcusable. He leaves in the summer. Around the same time that the pubs open again,so by coincidence there’s gonna be one helluva celebration,I can tell you!
But it is the person most responsible for allowing Lawwell that free hand that is most to blame for the shitshow,long in gestation but finally making its gruesome arrival before our eyes. The man who told everyone that our foes are a great club,that he looked forward to seeing them back in the Premier Division. A man who can’t be bothered to attend an AGM,rarely watches a match,treats the fans with undisguised contempt. Etc,etc,etc. Yet who,as our major shareholder,could have nipped all this in the bud-had he wanted to. That he didn’t do so raises a number of questions,none of which we will ever know the truth of. The most obvious ones are…
Is this season and its outcome part of his desired plan or wishes? Or does he really just not give a monkeys?
The final maxim which has been shattered by this shocker of a season is that you’ll never get the Celtic support to agree on anything. Now that is still strictly speaking true-in a sample size as large as the Celtic support,unanimity is impossible. But I reckon at least 80% agree that the players,Lennon,Lawwell and Desmond are responsible for what has happened,while the other 20% are kidding themselves on for reasons known only to themselves. Quite simply,they have turned us into a laughing stock and are undeserving of our support. And they might well find out how undeserving when season ticket renewal time comes around.
Success has many fathers,but failure unites the Celtic support…
Above article by BMCUWP