SENTINELCELTS

Well folks, another weekend of football has passed and once again I report that it was business as usual, meaning the top two teams both won, and the officials delivered more questionable decisions.
 
For Celtic, it was a game of two halves. Ange was extremely unemotional in his post match presser, perhaps those emotions emerged at half-time? A reinvigorated team certainly emerged, so I safely file ‘halftime galvanisation’ under Ange’s managerial assets, without knowing the in and outs of what exactly was said (or yelled) to provoke such a fine response.
 
It was indeed.
Twenty minutes, give or take, that’s what it takes for a fired-up Celtic side to blow domestic opposition away.
Another gear was found, belief never faltered as it never does, and Bob’s your uncle a quick succession of goals wraps the game up.
Then its impress the boss time for those still on the park, we get even more dangerous! We play with a swagger, and everyone attempts to get on the score sheet, a beaten opponent’s worst nightmare.
What a team indeed.
 
Some mentionables in my humble opinion.
Johnstone, it’s a credit to the lads name that Juranovic is barely mentioned at all through Celtic cyberspace, such has been the ease of transition.
The lad himself scores then gives an inhouse interview where butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth,,, presentable, pleasant, and soft spoken.
Put him on the pitch and he’s a bloody terrier.
What a find indeed, he looks like an upgrade to me, and long may that trend continue.
 
Next Liel Abada. Did anyone else notice Matt didn’t jump for joy upon scoring but pointed straight to the young Israeli? Scores and assists, that’s like a 180 in darts, all that can be asked.
This kid started even with Jota, got inconsistent and got benched while Boy Wonder mostly started every game, but now tends to flourish when called upon.
That right wing battle is exciting, but I’m thinking Liel deserves a run now. He’s more hot than cold.
 
Lastly our unsung hero, Big Cam. You know come seasons end the talented Reo Hatate will be the POTY league winner, but the rock of our team will be just as deserving imo.
Some chap on Twitter was saying he’s better than VanDijk and while that’s arguable, his consistency would see me pick him over the Dutchman, who was and still is prone to the odd strop. I’ve yet to watch a game and honestly state Cameron was very poor today. He might get caught once and look bad, but on the whole I bet he cut out the majority of other chances created. Can’t win em all, that’s just football and life.
They called Big Virgil the Iceman, until the true Iceman arrived. Where Virg could get flustered, visibly upset, our American doesn’t go down that road.
He reminds me of the bouncer who just felt a chair getting broken across his back slowly turning to face the perpetrator, a ‘are you serious’ look is all it takes.
And as such he’s Mr Smooth, nothing is too much trouble, and I can take everything in my stride.
Calmac Captain, Big Joe has the nets, Kyogo scores the goals, but Big Cameron Carter-Vickers is at the heart of this teams success. He’s immense, he’s improved since he was first called upon and has every game since. He just needed a place to call home alongside a manager that believes in him, he’s found that entering his prime athletic years.
Great for all concerned.
 
Finally, the weekends officiating was a repeat of a story told. There’s really no point in showing different outcomes on different occasions, even a blind man could see this happen. The masons in black continue to dig their own grave, for in this day and age of technology prolonged excuses cannot be accepted. In their foolhardiness they fail to recognize that by pushing the boundaries of sporting integrity they simply force the issue of confronting them, and all that entails.
They can’t stop this side though, nothing in Scotland will.
 
By Mahe
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