Bet your novelty duck there are lessons to be learned

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Celtic probably anticipated the three match suspension Uefa imposed on Scott Brown following his red card for an off the ball incident against Barcelona, if they didn’t, they should have.  That’s not to say the decision is not “harsh”, as the club described it, as far as off the ball incidents go, this was a lesser offence, but it was a red card awarded for an off the ball incident nonetheless.

Are there lessons to be learned?  You can bet your novelty Celtic duck on it.

No more on this, or injuries, until late next week.  Absolute focus is required on the task ahead.  Ajax will arrive in town on Monday low on confidence, let’s take them.

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  1. Tom McLaughlin @ 03:33

     

     

    “Grow up son”.

     

     

    Brilliant. But not nearly as good as:

     

     

    “I wasn’t aware that I “aggressively” dismissed any conspiracy theories. I might have stated a straightforward “I don’t believe” but then again, I guess in your logic, any dismissal would be seen as aggressive.”

     

     

    Don’t make make me trawl throught the archives to embarrass you.

     

     

    Poor response. You know I’m right, as does anyone that reads here regularly.

     

     

    If you were so gentle in your approach to the conspiracy theories that others put forward, why do you think I singled you out for discussion on this? Am I just mad?

  2. macjay1 for Neil Lennon on

    The Singing Detective Demands The Resignation Of Campbell Ogilvie

     

    02:24 on

     

    19 October, 2013

     

    Gotcha.

     

    However,there is another,more racy meaning.:-)

  3. ACGR Supporting Big Nan’s Reveal the Masonic Judge Petition on

    Ha haaaaa moonhowling from below the clouds.

     

     

    FFM, aye buddy yer just mad and it’s a great read. Catch up with you soon WITH DRAMS.

     

     

    Hail Hail Celtic Men and Wummin

  4. PS Tom,

     

     

    I know we enjoy noising each other up, and it’s a good recipe for debate, but your post earlier trying to conflate me with Petec was unfair. Pete has his own points to make which are very important to him…and to me too. I don’t care how you choose to have a go at me, I’ll take it all in good spirit, but that was unfair on Petec.

     

     

    Anyway, hope you’re keeping well ya massive bollocks. Talk soon :)) HH

  5. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS forza Oscar and Mackenzie on

    FFM

     

     

    Aye,but PETEC’s comeback about multiple-monikered posting was a belter!

  6. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS forza Oscar and Mackenzie on

    Right,offski.

     

     

    Driven a desk and a PC for the last few hours,time for bed.

     

     

    Early rise in the morning. Beer to partake and football to watch.

  7. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS forza Oscar and Mackenzie on

    Oh,and I’ve got the house to tidy up too.

     

     

    Nearly forgot about that again. Ten minutes of my life I’ll never see again…..

  8. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS forza Oscar and Mackenzie on

    FFM

     

     

    0034

     

     

    And the coupla posts prior to that.

     

     

    Defo offski now.

     

     

    Have fun,y’all!

  9. macjay1 for Neil Lennon on

    BOBBY MURDOCH’S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS forza Oscar and Mackenzie

     

    04:00 on

     

    19 October, 2013

     

     

    In Mexico,cola means a lady`s (how can I put this delicately?)…….part.

     

    Colita is the diminutive.

     

    No idea what the Eagles intended,but nothing would surprise me.:-)

  10. Warm smell of COLITIS would make more medical sense.

     

    After all an inflamed large colon would be warm and probably quite smelly.

     

    Maybe the medical moon howlers would know better

  11. There is a rumour, conspiracy theory, that PL is behind the wee blue men who have invested through a proxy investment company in the once living team from Govan.

     

    And no it’s not Benburb. Nor Bea Arthur.

     

    Personally I think it’s a whole load of Tokoloshe, but I’ll keep an open mind.

  12. macjay1 for Neil Lennon on

    ‘GG

     

    04:25 on

     

    19 October, 2013

     

    Warm smell of COLITIS would make more medical sense.

     

    After all an inflamed large colon would be warm and probably quite smelly.

     

    Maybe the medical moon howlers would know better

     

     

    Thanks for sharing that with us.I think.

     

    I prefer my inference.:-)

     

    And my preference.

  13. macjay1 for Neil Lennon on

    FFM – I’m the only conspiracy theorist in the village)

     

    04:18 on

     

    19 October, 2013

     

    macjay,

     

    (Howdy amigo),

     

    What am I not getting here about the colitas reference?

     

     

    HOLA,amigito.

     

    See 4.52.

     

    Pick your choose.

     

    Can`t wait for Easter Road tonight.Happy memories from the `60s and `70s.

  14. Macjay:

     

     

    I used to live with two Mexicans in L.A. they taught me the very basics of the language which would get me through a slating match-up on a football field. Unfortunately I used to get the phrases mixed up often, and my Mexican mates would tell me that what I’d said would be received as juvenile. But one day on a pitch in East L.A. I said to a spitting mad opponent who was trying hard to get to me “No mames Ch****e la v***a mi pinche colitas” It worked, we both get sent off.

     

     

    Similar thing happened in a game I played in at Stanley Barracks H.K. Again this huge geezer, tall as Du Wei but built like a summa wrestler, was doing his best to rile me, they loved to swear and be vulgar to us in Englsih, his head exploded when off the ball I said to him, “Sap sap soi, D’iu lay Ban jau ji”. Again we both got sent off.

     

     

    True what is often said, a little knowledge of another language can get you into a lot of trouble.

     

     

    ACGR

     

     

    Two breeds to look at, A German Shepard/Ikita cross and the Maremma, only a tool would mess with either of the two.

  15. FFM:

     

     

    It is a derogatory term used in the Mexican vernacular to mean ‘my girlfriend’ in a vulgar way though. Like ‘my wee piece of tail’, only substituting the last word for something more graphic.

  16. I'm Neil Lennon (tamrabam) on

    From the outlaw raparee on Kerrydale st

     

     

     

    Dear Sons of Struth

     

     

    As requested, please find below, The Truth.

     

     

    No one likes you. But you don’t care, so that’s okay.

     

     

    This is, in part, due to 8 decades of institutional sectarianism and bigotry at the club you supported, instigated by the man whose stern features adorn the wagon you are driving around town, the purpose of which remains unclear. Are you trying to jog the memory of the Man in the Street, hoping he will deliver new insights into what has happened at Ibrox in the past couple of years?

     

     

    Well, here’s a short version. Don’t thank me, it’s been a pleasure watching it.

     

     

    Rangers were run into the ground over a period of decades, not the last two years. David Murray came in and bought your club, which had won three championships in 20 years. It was a club that, on the face of it, appeared to be on the way up after those two decades of ritual humiliation. For the next ten years, David Murray fed the delusion of ‘we are the people’ with grandiose boasts and unsustainable spending. When one of your directors tried to enlighted the fans, he was lambasted. Only last year, he was dismissed as a doddery old man when he spoke of the culture of ‘cheating’ that everyone behind the scenes Ibrox knew of and embraced. When he died, his memory was besmirched.

     

     

    All for trying to tell you the truth. As it turned out, he was right. The club was hammered into the ground and sold for a pound. You threatened Lloyds bank and demanded they clear the way to install Craig Whyte, because he was touted as your saviour. He was carried down Edmiston Drive on the shoulders the grateful fans. Attempts to enlighted you were met with anger and derision. The BBC was picketed for running a story, with the demand for ‘parity of esteem’, another bizarre soundbite where implied dignity obscures meaning and relevance.

     

     

    Craig Whyte burned you, as predicted. ‘But nobody told us, why didn’t anyone tell us?’ you wailed. Well, you were too busy standing behind banners on the picket line to see the obvious.

     

     

    No one, not the fans or the ‘billionaire’ businessmen who are suddenly full of moral fibre, wanted to step up and ‘save’ the club and pay the money owed to the taxpayer. Remember that. It’s important, if you want to know The Truth.

     

     

    A deliberate decision was made to kill the club and stiff the general public of money that could have been used for services (maybe equipment for those soldiers cavorting around the pitch on Armed Services day?).

     

     

    Charles Green clearly stated that the club would die and all of its history be wiped out if a CVA wasn’t agreed. Still, no one stepped up. The club died and the fans allowed it to die. Maybe if you had driven around with a van at the time demanding the truth, things would have been different. Probably not, right enough. It’s only a van. Not a vehicle for real change.

     

     

    Charles Green was rightly suspected, but a few choice digs at Celtic and Neil Lennon and you all loved him. That shows you up for the utter lack of intelligence of your entire support. That no one could see past him anymore, simply because he had found out that bigotry was the glue that held your club together.

     

     

    The truth is that Rangers exists no more than a succulent lamb breathes on a plate.

     

     

    You have sat and watched your new Company be torn to pieces and you have done it with a smile on your face, backing one asset stripper one minute, then backing another a minute later. You do not have the wherewithal to make up your own mind, instead buying the stories of scheister after scheister as long as someone with ‘Rangers best interests at heart’ testifies on their behalf.

     

     

    Whether that’s Ally McCoist or Walter Smith depends on whether they are walking away, threatening to walk away, or meeting themselves coming back.

     

     

    You are idiots, led by idiots. The smart people associated with the defunct club and the soon to be defunt replacement company are those who left with their pockets full, to the wailing of ‘why us?’ ringing in their ears. Well, why not you? You are a soft target. You have been fooled, duped, laughed at, and duped again. Not just by the spivs, but by football in general and society at large.

     

     

    It has been no surprise to hear of your zombie incarnation beaten by the likes of Annan, the only surprise was it took 3 or 4 days to learn of such ‘shock results’. Because no matter how you try to keep your ugly mugs in the paper, the fact is your Sevco is truly an irrelevance.

     

     

    William Burroughs said this in an interview:

     

     

    “The nasty sort of power: white junk, I call it—rightness; they’re right, right, right—and if they lost that power, they would suffer excruciating withdrawal symptoms. The picture we get of the whole [Rangers FC and fans], people who are exclusively preoccupied with power and advantage, this must be an addiction. Suppose they lose it? Well, it’s been their whole life.”

     

     

    Study that and you get close to The Truth. The day your club was liquidated, it lost it’s status in society as a self-proclaimed ‘institution’ second only to the Church of Scotland in importance (another multilayered soundbite that was gobbled up by the easily outfoxed Ibrox fodder). Get used to it. It’s not coming back.

     

     

    Any further versions of the ‘the company’ are just like the whiff of mint sauce in the air as the plate gets cleaned.

     

     

    You’re finished. And that’s The Truth.

  17. macjay1 for Neil Lennon on

    FFM – I’m the only conspiracy theorist in the village)

     

    05:06 on

     

    19 October, 2013

     

    So “colitas” is a reference to a Celtic game from the 60s?

     

    Well, thanks owed.

     

     

    Nah,pal.

     

    Just an unsuccessful attempt to change the subject.

  18. FFM:

     

     

    Don’t let your head explode, and know this, I agree with what you said earlier; nobody knows anything for certain about events they were not part of. Anything is possible and often it is far from the published word. Anybody can cherry-pick their conspiracies but to ridicule others for having done likewise to the contrary of your mind, well… well that’s just gets an eenzy weensy, wee bit confusing.

     

     

    Trust me… buy the book The Cost of a Reputation: Aldington Versus Tolstoy by Ian David Mitchell.

  19. macjay1 for Neil Lennon on

    kitalba

     

    05:06 on

     

    19 October, 2013

     

     

    You sure know your stuff,pal.

     

    The old adage: “a little knowledge is a dangerous thing.”

     

    As you know,I`ve got an in-house translator.:-)

  20. FFM:

     

     

    Book reviews:-

     

     

    “A wonderfully comprehensive and fair summary of the whole dreadful affair, which I do not believe could be bettered: it is a work of considerable scholarship.” Sir Ludovic Kennedy — letter to author 15 August 1997

     

     

    “I am convinced that Ian Mitchell is correct in his well-argued new assessment of the famous libel case. There was hanky-panky in the Foreign Office and Ministry of Defence.” Richard lamb — The Spectator 22 November 1997

     

     

    “Ian Mitchell’s exhaustive and scholarly post-mortem is not just an absorbing read, but suggests that some key questions remain unanswered.” Max Davidson — The Sunday Telegraph, 12 December 1998

     

     

    “If after 41 days of High Court hearings, 39 witnesses, a million words spoken and record libel damages, as powerful an indictment as The Cost of a Reputation can still be written on an issue central to our national honour as this, the present situation cannot be allowed to rest.” Andrew Roberts — The Sunday Times 19 October 1997

     

     

    “Mr Mitchell’s book is well researched, painstaking and very readable.” Richard Ingrams — The Observer 19 October 1997

     

     

    “Reads like Bleak House rewritten by Alexander Solzhenitsyn.” Robert Harris — from The Introduction, 1 October 1997

     

     

    “The most astonishing book I have read this year. A tour de force of exhaustive scholarship which reads like a thriller.” John Campbell — The Independent, 29 November 1997

     

     

    “This book ranks as a major contribution to the historical exegesis and the ever burgeoning literature of alleged miscarriages of justice.” Martin Mears — New Law Journal, 19 December 1997

     

     

    “This is a fascinating, comprehensive and scholarly account… Mr Mitchell is certainly entitled to expect that it will become the definitive work on this cause celebre. I would highly commend this book to all those interested in this important case.” Peter Carter-Ruck — Law Society Gazette, 10 December 1997