The Shaggy Bhoys
As it’s the ever challenging International break period, every Celtic blogs bane, I thought I would try to inject a little humour and maybe stimulate some conversation by attempting to name a Celtic eleven of recent times with one thing in common,,,
Yes you guessed it, they are shaggy up top.
It’s pretty uncommon these days, most players tend to have short hair and not extra pounds around the head to potentially slow momentum.
Most but not all.
The extravagant barnet tends to stand out, perhaps catching the crowds eye more conveniently thus placing the player under the supporters microscope more than his teamates. Yet it’s an expression of individuality, something that should never be put down, or even worse banned.
With that in mind here’s my eleven Shaggy Bhoys.
Goalkeeping wise it’s not a broad selection but a certain well traveled Russian had quite a Barnet on him and the goatee to match for spells.
Dmitri Kharine was a good goalie, you don’t play for Russia, Chelsea, and Celtic if merely average. The chap simply came to the club at the wrong stage of his career, the tail end, and as such didn’t get a real chance of becoming a Celtic hero between the sticks.
Pity, but he kicks things off.
In defense there’s a few obvious candidates but none more so than London’s finest himself, Mr Paul Elliott.
He was a Rolls Royce of a defender we were lucky to witness in the Hoops, his short spell of supremacy makes the memories sweeter. He would be unaffordable in today’s market, his finesse, body strength, and natural instinct to keep the ball out of the net are priceless.
If around nowadays, he would be gracing one of the worlds best clubs and certainly retire with at least one European medal for the grandkids.
Next up must be the imperious Virgil Van Dijk who ironically reminds me of the aforementioned. I recall one Dutch media commentator stating ‘he’s far too good for Celtic’ upon signing but his agent had a sensible plan. More exposure closer to England and in Europe would help develop the player and sell him to the biggest league in the world. We benefited for two seasons, and with Van Dijk and Denayer at the back my worries were very much eased. Both moved on which is no surprise. Very few foreigners dream of staying with Celtic for their career and becoming club legends, that’s completely understandable.
Virgil came, conquered, and took his big shaggy mop elsewhere, fair play.
The mysterious Diego Laxalt grabs the third spot. He wasnt all that shaggy I admit but those long golden locks ended up in a variety of positions during his time with the club, unlike the man himself.
He was average in the Hoops, but isn’t the first to have pedigree yet not be able to enact it in the green and white.
He was fond of the cornrows haircut just like big Pierre and although sometimes it was tied back the lad clearly wasn’t one for the short, back, and sides please Sir.
The final defensive slot goes to my namesake who had that special knack of being scruffy yet stylish that only artists and the French seem able to pull off.
I wholeheady believe Stefan Mahe would have quit the game rather than shave it all off.
He could play football and look good or that’s it, nothing, take me as I am.
And we did. Many teams did, and are glad for the experience.
He still makes me smile, and brings back memories galore.
Mahe the Madman finishes the defenders today but shall forever remain a cult hero to this man.
In the middle of the park I must immediately name ‘the Predator’.
I vividly recall watching a CL game away to Milan with a West Ham and Real Madrid supporter both commenting you guys have found yourselves a player there.
He was our man of the match.
Ironically that game just might have been Evander Sno’s finest for the club.
He never fully settled for reasons unknown, but clearly had something.
Unfortunately he also had a dodgy ticker, which doesn’t mix with football very well to say the least.
It’s a shame his potential wasn’t fulfilled, but, for me at least, it’s a privilege to have seen him don the Hoops during his short career.
I doubt I’ll see a hair-do like that swanning around the middle of the park anytime soon.
He cornered the Celtic Predator market at the very least.
Beside Big Evander is a man with a mop.
Joe Ledley came across as your cool mate who could play football, and handle himself in a scrap. He never smeared half a ton of grease on ala Mr Kayal, and never shaved it off like Bitton. He had a full head of hair and it was going nowhere, as long as most stayed out of his field of view then everything was alright.
And generally it was when he took the field.
A ‘no quarter asked no quarter given’ type of guy he suited Celtic and the Scottish game until it didn’t suit him, and that was that with no harm done except to his opponents.
Joe Ledley’s mop makes the list.
Next up, out on the left wing, is another Dutchman who also failed to fulfill his potential in the Hoops.
Reggie Blinker turned it on rarely, but when he did you could see glimpses of why the club asked for him as part of the Di Canio deal.
Ironically he gave way to another Dutchman who sparkled then faded in Bobby Petta, but Reggie had the Bob Marley style thing going on and as such gets the nod on the occasion.
The front three are the easiest, beginning with a curly golden head of locks that defenders only saw the back of.
Jorge Cadete clearly didn’t need to hit the barber shop, he just hit the net, time and time again. I loved his passion for scoring, he heavily celebrated each time he bulged the old onion bag and rightly earned his place in Celtic folklore as one of Tommy’s Three Amigos who came soo close and entertained soo much.
Cadete was one of those rare footballers who make the game worth watching, he was never mundane but rather came alive with flashes of brilliance, a sure fire way to put bums on seats. That X-factor cannot be trained, cannot be bought, and cannot be faked. You either have it or you don’t and he had it in spades.
He was a joy to watch, gracing the pitch rather than simply playing the game.
His love affair with the club and it’s support continues to this day, which helps cement his status as a legendary Celtic scruffy.
The next player is an enigma wrapped in a mystery. For years the big Greek seemed to be going through the motions, then all of a sudden Boom! He turned into Chief Hunskelper and Celtics main man.
I recall a bloke who attended games stating he could tell within five minutes if Georgios was up for the game, and he was usually correct. Big lazy bassa was my initial thought.
What happened I’ve no idea but he tormented the Rangers for years with those big long strides and two footedness.
For a long stretch he seemed to score only spectacular or pure individual effort goals, he certainly was no penalty box poacher ala Lineker.
It’s dangerous relying on your star man to produce magic, teams can nullify that certain player and when injured there’s no structural path to scoring.
He had magic in those feet, but I don’t think his languid style would suit Angeball if truth be told.
Georgios Samaras was a good footballer, the Tims witnessed what I consider to be his best spell in the game, and what a head of hair he had. I hope he dyes it, it would crush me to see that black mane turn gray.
I’m naming him a Celtic scruffy, those he might take offense at the label.
‘Beautiful’ he would claim.
‘Hippy, you’re on the list’ would be my reply.
Big Georgios Samaras deservedly makes the team.
The last striker is obvious.
Rival supporters labeled him ‘the Alien’ and his debut produced the infamous Scottish media headline ‘Dread Loss’.
Well if he was a dread loss, can I order eleven more?
There’s nothing needs said about Henke.
Okay then, my own favourite tale is straight from Fergies lips, of how the United players first spoke in hushed tones about his arrival, they had heard he was special.
12 games later they stood to a man and applauded him into the dressing room.
Respect was earned, the Henrik way.
He helped that team to the title the only way he knows how, and Fergie went out of his way to get him his EPL winners medal.
I vividly recall being on my way to Supporters Club fundraiser and whilst walking past the local newsagents the billboard was announcing that he had shaved the dreadlocks off. Full story in tomorrow’s paper of course.
I get to the bash and immediately inform the bhoys, Henrik’s shaved the dreads off.
What’s the punchline they ask me.
No I’m serious and explain the billboard.
No one knew what to think, it was part of his trademark at that time.
It was the most controversial haircut since Samson, well at least at our table that night.
As we now know he didn’t lose his strength to the shears, nor his prowess.
And whether he likes it or not, I’m marking those famous dreadlocks down as scruffy given he clearly didn’t bother combing his hair.
The manager of these vagabonds clearly needs something up top himself, and this one didn’t disappoint.
He’s our ultimate one time, one win man, and he certainly wasn’t a man for trimming the heid.
Wim had that blondish brown curly hair as a boy, man, player and manager. It was his most distinguishing feature, it was the curls or it was an imposter.
Arguably the best player ever to grace the Celtic Park managerial hotseat with two World Cup final appearances and a single European Cup winners medal in the back pocket, he was once described as one of only four footballing men worth listening to by the legend Johan Cryuff.
He brought gravitas to his role, naturally given his playing career and the fact he had won titles as a manager before.
He clearly didn’t need the job, hence hitting the door when his primary task was accomplished, but the job was done to everyone’s eternal credit.
Those were nail-biting times and much like Ange those broad shoulders carried us through troubled waters, then he was gone, just like that.
Now he’s really gone. Rest in Peace pal.
Wim forgot more about football than I’ll ever know, but we shared such happy times together. “That” season was one of a kind, simply unforgettable, and he Captained that ship very steadfastly despite any supposedly fatal setbacks.
Wim is and always will be a legend, but a scruffy one at that, and as such he’s the Scruffy Bhoys manager.
Now one must admit that is one hell of a team that most would not fancy going up against.
Manager – Wim the Tim Jansen
Tomorrow we shall name The Baldy Bhoys and I look forward to the chat regards matching them together.
Napsters follow the link
Excellent idea and and not a bad team !!!
Can I add,
Paddy McCourt and Danny McGrain to that list !!!
Very good and they might win a few games too!
Rudi Vata’s mullet
Roddy McDonald & Johnny Doyle both kinda spring to mind …
Paddy on the bench for sure. What about Big Roy?
A very original idea indeed,and I hope whatever you are on is legal! It all takes me back,somehow,to when Derek White,Judas and PeterGrant would fight to the death in the showers over first go at the bleach bottle.
Edit-we called them The Bleach Bhoys.
Funnily enough, Roy Aitken’s Dad never had a hair on his head as he had some condition, don’t think it was the usual one. He went to same school as me in primary and lived in the street off ours. Played against him a few times in the Ayrshire Amateur League when he was with Star of the Sea! Hearts worn on sleeve down our way… no back of the bus for Ayrshire Tims😀
Good morning, friends and a Big Happy Friday to all who post or lurk on here.
Thanks for the fun read, Mahe. And if your serious about tomorrows article, my namesake must surely feature, qualifying on two counts!
Well, that was a bit different Mahe!
Canny believe you left out the finest sight in Scottish football during the 80s though. Dave Provan overlapping down the right wing, nutmegging as he went, untucked jersey flapping in the breeze and that magnificent perm which had a life of its own.
I mean to add – absolutely brilliant analysis on the blog yesterday from Auldheid and Co.
Afterwards, I went across to FF to see if they were commenting. They have an excellent thread up about Stewart Robertson’s interview. It was a very interesting read. The majority seem to be waking up to the fact that things are going badly wrong over there. A real wake up and smell the coffee moment at no signings despite the millions that have rolled in.
Well worth a look.
Good Morning Tims…
Grand lead Mahe
Didn’t Jinky go afro at one point!?
Their creative team will be working on it as we speak. Expect some strange “charity” fixtures to be announced soon. All proceeds to named charity-less expenses!
He always impressed me when he played. Pity that his career stalled.
What’s the AC Milan legends doing this weather?
Pay at the gate you say?
Sounds like a plan.
My wife work in a bank at Bridgeton Cross. She used to swoon when telling me she’d served Davy Provan. Raved about his hair.
Davie Provan is a great shout. Hope your mum is doing well.
Are we the only club to have had two Head And Shoulders stars on our roster?
Forgot to add,
Did big Pierre not have a wild hairdo at one point ????
🎵🎵🎵 If the balls in the air and it’s not big Pierre, it’s Di Canio. 🎵🎵🎵
Ahhhh Memories 💚💚💚
I occasionally dip in to see what the bears are thinking( no sniggering at the back)
They have a podcast up with football financial “guru” Keiran Maguire.
“Where’s the mullions gone?” types being put straight. But no warning of the bad tidings FSR brings.
Looks like a few of the more cerebral fans finally get it.
BOBBY, hope the TLR comes back on, loved his input on the blog, knows celtic inside and out, ok he had a disagreement with a fellow poster, but dont we all.’
Cheers, Packy, nice to read that from you, mate, much appreciated.
However, I didn’t have a disagreement with anyone, I simply asked 16 Roads to ‘define Commies’ then everyone started telling me not to be rude and to just leave it alone.
Now I know 16 Roads is an intelligent man well capable of healthy discussion and more than capable of defining what he considers a Communist to be and am simply surprised that he’s gone on the lam since, and a bit disappointed that so many allowed him to insult Mags, and others, while I’m roundly chastised simply for asking for a definition.
If 16 Roads can’t define what he means by ‘All Commies are liars’ that’s fair enough but he knows himself it wasn’t his finest moment and will hang on him until it’s addressed.
A fine list, Mahe, but you’ve missed out another full team from the late 60s on! 😁
.Sky Sports News ticker saying Lafferty out of N I squad, but strangely not saying why………..another mob riddled by huns
Bada, that’ll be because it takes a very very very long time for the SFA and Kilmarnock to ‘establish ’ whether they’re tolerating a hate filled bigot or not.
In fact, we’ve known since he first arrived at the Oldco all those years ago what a hate filled bigot he was but even him being caught on camera calling someone a Fenian bastard doesn’t work for either his current Hun loving club nor his Hun loving brethren at the SFA so there has to be a long, long, very very long, investigation into whether he’s actually a hate filled bigot or not.
Not unlike the investigation into who threw the bottle at Celtic keeper Joe Hart back in April …
Auldheid MAhe & Bobby
You have email folks
Japan v USA, Maeda starts ,ESPN US 2
TLR- They will be frantically trying to unearth a compliant Nomark,to tell us it’s banter,and he’s married to a Catholic……though that might be news to Lafferty….
I actually view it quite differently and believe Kilmarnock will be looking at this as a way to get him out the club for nothing. He is a terrible footballer and is not at the levels needed now for SPFL. Watch this space.
I hope that makes Lafferty untouchable in football now as both a player & a coach/manager. Serves him right!
TLR good to see you back👍 need to go, im helping joan bath our own dogs, yes our own for a change🤩 catch u all later
An interesting take, ATOB, but isn’t Kilmarnock filled with shite footballers?
I reckon his bigotry alone would keep him as a fans’ favourite down there.
Good luck, Packy, nice to know your own wee beauties aren’t being neglected! 😊
Frodshambhoy, is that right that Davie Provan would go into a bank at Brigton Cross even though he played for the Hoops?
Ah, hang on, Big Shuggie owned that hardcore Hun pub down there too and he never got any bother either.
Is this because both of them were Protestants and therefore safe in Brigton or just that Davie couldn’t wait to get to the nearest bookies?
Maeda subbed at HT, possibly tactical
For anyone going to The Concert Hall tonite.
Enjoy the show. May indulge later this evening.
I loved Trick of the Tail . Still play it regularly along with Steve Hackett material.
Japan ended up winning 2-0. V USA.
As Bada said Maeda subbed ( 6 subs each)
Kyogo unused today.
Tillman ( huns) got a late run out for USA .
A young Reyna started for USA and was subbed.
First name Giovanni, after his dad Claudio’s great friend GVB 🤷🏻♂️.
In other news Cheshire Police have issued a warning to motorists concerning wet dogs running loose near Junction 11 on the M56 😱
They really are the most dreadful people “. Jim Craig, European Cup winner 1967. Comment made on Celtic tv broadcast v the huns support at Paradise.
The Real McCoy, LOL 🙂
Aye- be doing a full Foxtrot this evening .. 🕺
I’m going to Celtic the Musical tomorrow, another 60th birthday present. Said to my brother which train are we getting, he replied, get the bus its free and near the hotel🍺🍹🍷
Prestonpans Bhoys – I’m going to the show tonight. Great reviews so I’m really looking forward to this one. And also to not having to decide on the 3 best actors 😉
Celtic The Musical is a brilliant show,take a hankie……emotional stuff at times.
Davie Provan and his hair
Good point re Lafferty. He is an appalling human being,but has made a better living from the game than his “talents” deserve. If,as I suspect,he is the best paid player at Killie,then given his performances to date,he’s a goner.
Believe it or not a certain Mr McNeil was also a regular customer.
Ses,prestonpansbhoy,jobo and anyone else.
The musical is fantastic.
The price of a moretti is £6.40 !!
Have a few before you go in..
My wife’s first car was a wee green Fiesta.
She parked it right on Bridgeton Cross when she worked there. Didn’t last long. Came out of work one night and car was gone never to be seen again.