Just what the doctor ordered,,,
I hate International breaks, but I’ll tell you who won’t be feeling that way,,why none other than Ange Postecoglou, a Celtic legend in the making.
After that defeat, and an new entire team of players arriving, the boss would have wished for one simple thing, time.
Time to get to know them as men and professionals, time for them to apartment hunt and begin the act of truly settling, time for the players to learn each other’s face, name, then style of play.
Training ground time might be the most important act at the club, where the magic actually happens. Many managers have bemoaned a lack of available training time, but rest assured you’ll not hear a couple of weeks without a game being cursed by any good training ground gaffer. It’s exactly what they want and crave.
Yes some of our bhoys will be away, Kyogo and Tam for instance, but it will be the new buys Ange wants time with.
This break suits us down to the ground. Being thrown straight into games is not for everybody, can easily lead to blips.
An unsettled mind out there in a new city, stadium, kit, team, has much more potential to find a mistake than the bloke who just had a nice and easy settling in period, zero pressures really, their role fully explained and practiced before taking to the field of play.
And make no mistake, that’s exactly what’s happening right now at Lennoxtown.
Celtic Mk2 is being honed for battle.
We’ve seen the snippets, heard a little of what’s going on (we stop at half time,we stop at full time, that’s it), and every time the team plays they look a little better, a little more assured. For the most part that is, previous game excluded we have been on an upwards trajectory.
With some moody players gone, and some talent brought in with a season only to win a deal (Jota and CCV) there’s no reason to think we wont come out all guns blazing, attacking the rest of the league as usual.
The only way is up, this manager isn’t allowing the alternative.
I think its almost the polar opposite across the city. Their shape is set, their legs grow older (I thought Davis was really starting to show his age) and they just passed their biggest domestic test to date.
I don’t see young hungry men playing with zest, but an aging outfit content with it’s ways, smug and confident.
Suits us down to the ground.
In some ways, it could be a blessing losing that derby game.
If Ange had tactically taught them a lesson, Messer Beale would have been at the drawing board figuring out how to counteract this new threat.
Now? He’s no motivation to form a backup plan or two, he’s not worried, he’s still the master in his mind.
Winning round one shall bring hubris and not concern over there among staff and players, or their support.
Again, suits us down to the ground.
When the traps open and we spring out ready for the fight, all the opposition should start to worry.
No one out there knows what’s coming, no one has this new look sides number, these new bhoys haven’t tasted defeat.
It’s a new day, a fresh side, and it truly is game on.
Round one just about went to the current Champions, but round two is a very different kettle of fish altogether.
In round two, we start to assert ourselves, we come out swinging hard and fast, we stake our claim to that trophy.
I predict we win round two, leave all opponents stunned, then never look back.
The new Glasgow Celtic and their charismatic leader are about to kick ass.
That defeat shall spur us on, not set us back.
We’ve seen everyone else’s hand, but have yet to reveal all our cards,keeping ’em all guessing.
I hate International breaks, but this one is just what the doctor ordered.