SENTINELCELTS

It’s true, the sparrows knew it also and many a chilly morning the silver foil of the two glass pints of milk at the front door had been pierced by a hungry beast seeking easy pickings. Sounds like our team these days.
 
Feels like yesterday we were trapped in fourth, hoping those above do us a favour while finding our own bit of form. I opined fourth was the best place to be while regrouping and growing strong, in horse terms advancing up the outside.
And advanced we have, straight to second place which was always coming.
The cat and mouse title chase began in earnest on Tennis Ball Sunday, 7th November.
 
I had seen a couple Beach Ball Sundays but Tennis Ball Sunday took us all by surprise, more on that later.
Football and in particular Glasgow Celtic comes first here.
 
Ange is impressing me more by the week, so much so that it’s hard to find a huge flaw. That’s a massive compliment.
The spirit at the club looks very very strong, it’s been mentioned they as a group are mostly settled now, into life in Glasgow and into the daily workplace with each other. I get the feeling Ange is a human first, professional second, always nice for an employee. He looks every inch the patriarch would shall help and protect his brood, indeed probably cracks jokes about living in the place.
 
Football wise, here we are in the second week of November and yet to know our best starting eleven, yet still on a roll! There’s a dirty dozen or so deemed surplus to discard and reinvest plus reserves down the back of the sofa.
Some summer signings have yet to get a proper run.
We are the one team that should not be judged yet as we are not complete.
Across the city the opposite is true, and that settled unit is already feeling fire up it’s ass.
Before we move to third gear.
I know exactly which squad I would prefer right now.
 
The squad that’s about to get another fortnight of the master’s magic, well the fringe players at least but that’s a positive.
I must admit on this occasion it feels as if the Gods have granted us a favour,,light training hopefully getting Julien and Taylor in or around the first team again.
But more importantly Ange communicating how his system works and what’s expected of everyone involved. He looks a good communicator, has the fatherly aura with those broad shoulders and shirt/pullover combo my grandad uses in cold weather plus the grey tinged hair.
Ange reminds me of a likeable uncle, your friend and mentor not the cold boss judging you unworthy,,, no wonder the players are smiling.
 
Perhaps most importantly, we did all this not only through the CEOs abrupt departure but without a helping hand of any kind, the opposite infact.
We don’t need friendly refs or debt to challenge, a most satisfying fact.
“Every trick in the book” FC can only get one win ahead with the unofficial boost.
I say one win because given our goal difference it’s actually three points to the better they find themselves, that fourth point the potential spoiler.
Also the EPL manager merry-go-round isn’t taking our Greek Australians eyes off the ball, can the same be said across the city for a manager who is feeling fire on the back of his neck with little chance of spending while watching the neighbours tool up during a vital midway stage?
I know which manager I would rather be.
 
Cream slowly rises to the top, it’s visibly different, and only a small percent of milk becomes cream.
This special group have risen to the challenge, have risen past the two others in their way, and shall soon rise to the top, the cream of the crop.
 
Will Ange’s huge willpower plus their skill and togetherness keep us there versus the entire nation and all their tools?
Im starting to believe. You?
 
Okay so Tennis Ball Sunday.
Anyone hurt? Anyone offended? Good, because those two questions should be first and foremost at any protest regarding our club,,agree those are sacrosanct and we can all go from there.
 
You might not like the game getting delayed, players were probably itching to get under way, but a harmless statement was made. A couple years ago I suggested we storm the park, again innocent and harmless being a home game, but it was met with horrified silence from folk who realized the cops would just love that. Not long later, Man Utd fans did that exact thing in protest at their hated owners and not a baton was lifted plus the message went worldwide once that game was postponed.
 
We as the support and lifeblood of the club need to step it up a gear, as MIT says bitching on a blog might actually be counteractive leading one to believe they’re done their part. Tennis balls, for what it’s worth, was out of the box thinking.
It’s more of that out of the box thinking shall be needed IF we are to be heard.

Happy day of the Moon
By Mahe