Celtic 1-0 Motherwell

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Motherwell fought tenaciously for most of the game at Celtic Park this afternoon but a momentary lapse was all that Georgios Samaras and Gary Hooper needed to settle the contest.  Celtic moved an astonishing 23 points clear at the top of the table and are odds on favourite to become champions before the next return to Celtic Park.

Samaras was first to show after 9 minutes when he latched onto a Matthews flick but Darren Randolph was quick off his line to block.  Player of the Year elect, Charlie Mulgrew, then jinked past a defender before slipping the ball to Samaras.  The Greek’s shot was block and Mulgrew blasted the rebound wide.  Randolph then saved well after Samaras shot from inside the D.

While Celtic always looked dangerous, Motherwell were in no mood to concede, so the goal was surprising in its simplicity.  Adam Matthews fired a throw-in to Samaras, who chested the ball into the path of unmarked Gary Hooper.  Hooper put his laces through the ball from a narrow angle to give Randolph no chance.

Samaras, Hooper and Forrest all had chances to finish the game off but the second goal never arrived.

Good defences are a lot harder to quantify than poor defences.  Today Celtic strolled through the game at the back.  No one was stretched and Fraser Forster didn’t have a save to make until the 77th minute.

Issue six of CQN Magazine, the Fit and Proper edition, is set to become a landmark collectors item. You can browse the magazine online here but you can buy your own hard copy by clicking on the link below.  Read with 20-20 vision…..

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  1. How good is it being a Celtic supporter these days? It feels to me like the Stein era. You turned up then expecting a victory and to be entertained. That is what we are experiencing now. While Motherwell gave us a game, there only was one winner, One wee quibble from me: why take Wanyama off? I would have taken off Ki or Forrest. Wanyama has to be playing, if our captain isn’t there. Still, we can always depend on the brilliance of Sammi and/or Hooper to get us a goal.

     

     

    WE SHALL NOT BE MOVED.

  2. Mick 19.06

     

    The 4th official overruled the linesmans decision RIGHTLY giving throw in to us Mullet flipped:))))).

     

    HAIL HAIL

  3. pabloh_AKA_NEIL LENNON on

    Good crowd at the game today, a bit quiet mind you.

     

     

    C.mulgrew was my MOTM. Also thought the midfield worked hard, thought ki was poor at times.

     

     

    We looked most threatening when stokes&hooper played together with sammy wide left, but that only lasted ten mins until hooper was replaced.

     

     

    23pts clear. If boring 1-0 wins v Motherwell is as bad as it gets then I’m a happy bhoy!!

  4. Paul 67,

     

     

    Received my hard copy of the “Fit & Proper” issue of the magazine this week, quality wise was expecting it to be good, but it is far better than that. Fair play to you, and to all of the contributors, it puts a lot of long standing “professional” publications to shame.

     

     

    I don’t have the words to praise our young team, squad, and management for the latest instalment in this incredible winning run. Managed, ironically enough, without any input (so far) from our January transfer window additions of Ibrahim and Lustig, and with only fleeting glimpses so far of Brozek.

     

     

    Keep it going bhoys, my birthday is in the middle of next month, looking forward to extra helpings of jelly & ice cream.

     

     

    Hail Hail

     

    HB

  5. RalphWaldoEllison-is Neil Lennon Season 2011-12 on

    On another but very topical issue, can I recommend a book written by my real nom de blog.

     

     

    “The Invisble Man” was written by Ralph Waldo Ellison, an African American writer who died in 1994. The book is about his journey, on every level, from the American South to New York in the time of racism, bigotry and prejudice. His protagonist is nameless but his sufferings and indignities are real.

     

     

    The original Ralph Waldo Ellison would have enjoyed seeing his book title being applied to the cowboy Chairman of an institution with such a bigoted and racist history.

     

     

    Another invisible man who doesn’t do walking away.

     

     

    HH

     

    RWE CSC

  6. Brogan Rogan Trevino and Hogan supports Kano 1000 on

    In the Blue Room at Ibrox, a small bespectacled man sits calmly in the middle of the room while chaos unfolds all around. No one seems to notice him, nor addresses any point to him, despite the fact that he is central to their very being and presence in the room…….

     

     

    ” That is all YOUR fault” screams Whytey.

     

     

    ” How the Feck is it MY Fault you bug eyed Tosser?” shouts AJ.

     

     

    “Your Fault and fat Sally’s fault!”

     

     

    ” Listen Whytey, it’s Super Ally or Coisty to you, and we can’t help it if you are a moron”.

     

     

    “I don’t care what you are called, Sally, you didn’t make yourself clear, you didn’y go through proper business channels, and so an easy mistake was made……. That is all I am saying”

     

     

    ” An easy Mistake?” Roars AJ ” You bought a £4Million KITCHEN you total dork!”

     

     

    “And you told me at the outset that the first thing we needed as a club was a new Kitchen brand”

     

     

    ” As in Don Kitchenbrand, ya fanny, Not four million quids worth of fecking Poggenphol and Miele”

     

     

    ” And Sally here….”

     

     

    “Super Ally… for the last time.. my name is Super Ally”

     

     

    “……. told me to go German and bring in Close…”

     

     

    ” Miroslav Klose, the German… Fecking….. centre…… Fecking….. Forward! Not the Fecking Pay Day loan Bank ya Total Fecking Diddy………..”

     

     

    ” Don’t give me that Pish” screams Whytey ” I told you, I am not a football man, I am a business type, a futures trader……..”

     

     

    “Well you have traded our Future right down the pan ya wee diddy… and ye did it our AIN fecking money” replies AJ

     

     

    ” I never knew about Don Kitchenbrand.. that was in the 50′s, and I don’t follow German Fitba either… so when you said Klose…. I thought…..”

     

     

    “It’s clear what Ye thought ya tube” screams AJ

     

     

    ” Mind you, It is a cracker of a deep fat fryer” admits Ally ” Does you a crispy Mars bar in seconds at full heat………..”

     

     

    AJ Stomps off in despair to the other side of the room passing the Journos who are in a huddle

     

     

    ” So how do you want to run with this?” asks Spiersy in a sort of Bearsdeny gently enquiring accent

     

     

    ” Well we could start twisting it a wee bit round towards saying that Hector/George is being a bit feckin unreasonable…” says Chic

     

     

    ” Don’t you mean “Twisting it round a wee bit?”… that is far better English……” corrects Spiersy

     

     

    ” Shut it Spiersy” says Chic ” You huvny even got a readership who cares about the English, and my readers and Jabba’s readers can barely read English… nobody cares about English anymore”

     

     

    ” I fecking Do!”

     

     

    ” That’s because you are English”

     

     

    ” No.. I am Irish… I keep telling everyone that…..I even know the rules of Hurley and everything…”

     

     

    ” Aye but Tom, what Chic means is that you don’t care about proper written English” says Jabba

     

     

    ” Eh… that will be properly written English” suggests Spiersy

     

     

    ” Right, Feck off Graham, I am not taking a lesson in English from you especially when you are on the brew….. ” says Jabba in the huff

     

     

    ” Anyway” says Tom ” I don’t think knocking Hector is the right angle…. for a start we might annoy him and he starts looking into our expenses…. ”

     

     

    ” Good point Tom” says Chic ” What do you claim in expenses by the way.. the Beeb are getting right stingy”

     

     

    ” Surely that must be really stingy?” asks Graham, at which point Jabba knocks him off his chair and proceeds to sit on him.

     

     

    ” Well I claim my Taxi fares each and every morning into the office” says Tom

     

     

    ” Aye but you won’t make much out of that”

     

     

    ” Well a Taxi to and from Limerick each day adds up!”

     

     

    ” But you don’t stay in Limerick, you stay in Morningside

     

     

    ” Yes well if the Barclay brothers can claim a taxi everyday from the feckin Channel Islands, I can get one from Limerick.”

     

     

    ” But that is fraud!” says mark Daly

     

     

    ” Listen you” says Chic ” If those photos of you Shereen and Big Jackie ever see the light of day, there is no chance of you ever,, and I mean EVER…. getting the big gig on Panorama. I mean what was all that with the furry covered boom microphone and singing “GO COMPARE” like the advert on the telly– what was that all about? So just sit there and shut it till we figure an angle here”

     

     

    “Anyway” says Tom, glancing at Daly in disgust ” my point is that these are precisely the kind of questions we don’t want Hector to be asking.. Jabba Spiersy going very red in the face down there…..”

     

     

    At that precise point the door opens, and standing in the frame is a figure in a wide brimmed fedora like hat and a long dark coat. His presence, whilst barely in the room at all, completely changes the atmosphere in an instant. Everyone turns to stare at the figure and reacts in their own different ways….. it is AJ that breaks the silence:

     

     

    ” NOW we are talking” He Growls ” Now we are Fecking talking” and he marches towards the figure from the back of the room.

     

     

    Fud and Duffus are more than a little perplexed and indeed frightened by the appearance of this man. They say nothing, but grip one another by the arm in an automatic gesture of fear.

     

     

    Jabba gets to his feet and exclaims” Good God” whilst Spiersy, relieved of Jabba’s weight involuntarily farts loudly.

     

     

    Chic– in an action of supreme dexterity and lightning fast reaction— stands, bends over and touches his toes in an all in one movement that Olga Korbut would have been proud of.

     

     

    Even George Hector gets to his feet, stretches out his hand and greets the newcomer:

     

     

    ” Mr McDonald…. how very nice to meet you!”

     

    ” Mr McDonald?” Roars AJ ” Who the Feck is Mr McDonald?”

     

    ” Is this not Alex McDonald?” Says Smiley George Hector ” Glasgow Rangers legend from the 1970′s? Gentlemen, I may be an Edinburgh man but that does not mean that I am completely oblivious to matters in the outside world and I know a wee Doddy when I see one” he said proudly.

     

     

    “THIS” says AJ rather incredulously “Is not WEE Doddy ya muppet, This is Donald Findlay, former Vice Chairman of the great Glasgow Rangers, a true blue bear, leading legal brain in the country and the very man wee need in this time of Crisis….”

     

     

    AJ starts to sing ” Hello Hello” very loudly

     

     

    “Oh” says George/Hector ” I just saw the whiskers and thought Doddy……..”

     

     

    By this time AJ and the so far silent QC are embracing one another by shaking hands in what seems like some form of double jointed yet arthritic hand gesture whilst both stand on one leg at an improbable angle. When they break the QC surveys the room:

     

     

    “Well, who have we got in here then?” he asks in a booming voice whilst rolling up his trouser leg.

     

     

    Without waiting for an answer from anyone else, he starts to answer his own question:

     

     

    ” Super Ally.. how are you son? In need of a training session I think!!!”

     

    ” AJ I know of course…….. Chic? Is that your arse I see I see in the air? For God’s sake man that was years ago.. and you don’t need to do that everytime I walk into the room or hear my voice……. Spiersy… what are you doing down there? You look as if you have just been asphyxiated by a large elephant….. Jabba… good to see you….. and who is this?”

     

     

    ” That’s mark Daly.. from the BBC”

     

     

    “Oh” says Donald in a less than friendly tone of voice ” Auntie’s wee tell tale tit? Oh. Forgive me, but I see you as a dangerous little runt, and I am not sure at all if what I want to say here should be said in front of you………”

     

     

    “Don’t worry about him Donald” says Chico in a fawning sort of way ” we have his number, because Scoop Guidi has the photos of him, Jackie Bird and Shereen Nanjiani in the sound booth at the BBC Christmas night out…..”

     

     

    Donald Guffaws loudly

     

     

    ” The BBC Christmas night out?” he says.. tears rolling down his eyes…… ” God does that still happen?”……….. he has a far away look in his eyes ….. ” Back in the old days at Queen Margaret drive I use to jump into the sound booth with Paddy Christie and Mary Marquis when they were reading the news ha ha…. talk about rolling your trousers up and taking your earrings out with your toes? They use to have this mini set of handcuffs for putting round your winkie….”

     

     

    ” Yes they are mine!” shouts Chic ” and I want them back!”

     

     

    “Ahem” a gentle cough brings all to their senses and everyone turns to look at Hector George

     

     

    ” Forgive me Mr Findlay for not recognising you.”

     

    ” Quite ok Hector”

     

    ” We have spoken many times on the telephone but we have never actually met… until now.”

     

     

    ” you two speak on the telephone? what about?” asks Chic, whilst wondering why he has never been invited into the BBC sound booth by anyone other than the guy that does the God spot every four weeks

     

     

    ” oh.. Money laundering, proceeds of crime acts cases, legal aid board fiddles.. that type of thing…” says Hector/George quietly

     

     

    ” It always pays to talk to Hector” booms Donald ” If you play fair with Hector, he will give you carte blanche to screw everyone else…”

     

     

    ” Yes…. quite…” says Smiley

     

     

    From the back of the room a figure advances and thrusts his hand out towards the newly arrived QC

     

     

    ” Hello.. pleased to meet you, I am Craig Whyte.. or just plain Whytey to my friends.. I am the owner of Glasgow Rangers FC”

     

     

    The learned advocate looks briefly at the young man before him, and without warning swings an untrousered leg and boots Whytey right in the gonads… with the result that Whytey screams, falls to the floor and his eyes pop out of their sockets in an alarming fashion.

     

     

    The room stands in stunned silence until Hector/George, looking down on Whytey rolling in agony with eyes agog says gently:

     

     

    ” well…. that explains something which I am sure we have all privately wondered about…..”

     

     

    ” Gentlemen, let me explain something” says Findlay locking his thumbs into the lapels of his jacket ” What you have just witnessed was A an act of self-defence and B the use of reasonable force. I suggest to you, that it is plain for all to see, that I have just been approached by a total stranger.. as was evidenced by his attempted introduction, his extended hand and the announcing of his name. By definition, a stranger is a personage who is unknown to me and someone who, in normal circumstances could not immediately be classed as friend or foe. However, these are not normal circumstances. This particular stranger… introduced himself as a Mr Craig Whyte.. a name that is now known throughout the land and…. in part thanks to these good gentlemen of the press… a name that is now synonymous with a deluded, dangerous, double crossing wee fanny!”

     

     

    Here the great whiskered one paused for dramatic effect….. and to gauge the reaction of his audience

     

     

    ” Therefore, gentleman, it logically follows that when this wee baw bag approached me with his outstretched hand and his mad mental stare, I had no way of knowing whether he was genuine in his greetings and felicitations, or whether he was about the business of stealing my watch, twisting my arm or causing me some other untold harm. Further, given that he has an established track record for selling his granny, has already been denounced by no less a personage than the Sheriff of Glasgow and Strathkelvin as being deluded, unreliable and as someone whose actions and words are untrustworthy and not to be relied upon.. I believe that I was perfectly entitled to treat his approach with suspicion and caution. If that premise is accepted.. and I suggest to you that it is perfectly reasonable….. then it is without doubt the law of the land that I.. and anyone else for that matter… can take reasonable steps.. and indeed use reasonable force where necessary… to fend off a reasonably anticipated attack from a publicly known wee shyster like Whytey here.

     

     

    ” As you can see, I was in the midst of my traditional one trousered greeting with brother AJ and Hector here when Whytey approached. He demonstrated and exhibited no outward signs of the ancient craft… he did not ask me how old my granny was nor offer his third knuckle in greeting… and therefore I suggest that I was reasonably entitled to treat him as foe!

     

     

    When dealing with foe… it is accepted that one cannot simply do as you please… you must act reasonably. Therefore, I further suggest, that in dealing with a reputed but personally unknown foe like Whytey, then a good swift unexpected boot in the baws has all the hallmarks of a reasonable measure.. performed under reasonable circumstances by a reasonable man.

     

     

    Such an act will not kill him, although it is accepted that it may lead to genital deterioration, and possibly result in an inability to procreate and to continue the genetic line. In this instance, the latter consequences of booting Whytey in the ghoulies is, I suggest, more of a public service than an act that is in any way worthy of being viewed as reprehensive. It is a fair and reasonable step/

     

     

    If you care to look at Whytey, and the condition he is now in, then as George/Hector has observed, it would appear that Whytey has had his baws booted regularly in the past.. with the result that he is afflicted with an eye condition which can only reasonably be brought about by regular drop kicks to the scrotum area. He could take preventative measures by wearing what is commonly known as a baw Guard… but it appears that he chooses to throw caution to the wind and leave his privates unprotected when going about his general business, despite the fact that he must surely know by now that half of Scotland is likely to want to boot him in the Nakas.

     

     

    Accordingly, applying the legal maxims of Caveat Emptor, Res Ipsa Loquitur, Volenti non fit inuria and We arra People…… I would ask you to acquit me on all charges………..”

     

     

    There was spontaneous round of applause and a standing ovation at such oratory.. well apart from Whytey who was heard to moan ” My baws are killing me for feck sake!”

     

     

    Amid the applause:

     

     

    ” Did you hear that?” said Spiersy ” Every word, every sentence… grammatically perfect……”

     

     

    Unseen by all, Jabba knocked Spiersy unconscious by hitting him on the back of the head with a handy telephone directory!

  7. Not often I notice anything, but I was looking right at it when McCall punched out at the fourth official’s face. Not his shoulder. Definitely his face. Don’t let anyone describe it as a playful push to the shoulder. The only odd thing is that the fourth official seemed to gather himself and just stand there.

  8. RalphWaldoEllison-is Neil Lennon Season 2011-12 says:

     

    25 February, 2012 at 19:20

     

     

    Great book, I read it many years ago when I was just a young Star, might dig it out again and see how the years have changed both of us!!

  9. FourGreenFields on

    jhilday

     

    Thought that as well , regarding McCall and 4th official.

     

    Just assumed praecepta had a better view than me , maybe not.

  10. The bould Hector’s bhoys……Tá ár lá anois s says:

     

    25 February, 2012 at 19:17

     

    Praecepta

     

     

    Are you sure about that? Where is it you sit if ye you don’t mind of asking ?

     

     

    Main Stand Rear – behind media and away dugout.

     

     

    Trust me – they were all laughing about it when play resumed.

  11. Mullet & 4th official was zero.

     

    I sit in south stand, saw it clearly, nothing.

     

    A jolly jape between two like minded fellows -)

     

     

    We need to enjoy our team’s performances – Mullet etc is an irrelevance.

     

     

    I told BSR to stick to the Springfield Road. Not being ageist but should there not be retest once you reach a certain age?

     

     

    EC67

  12. Chico said it was just banter with the 4th official.

     

     

     

    Tony from Croftfoot homed in on the SFA’s governance over the two contracts issue.

     

     

    He began by saying that he was only going to comment on what was already in the public domain, completely disarming any attempt to interrupt or silence him.

     

     

    He roped in Ogilvie and McIntyre and cross referenced their connections between Rangers and the SFA.

     

     

    Either the SFA saw both contracts and let them pass, or, Rangers didn’t submit the proper papers.

     

     

    Either way, he implicated these men,for not acting properly.

     

     

    Jab and English couldn’t counter him.

     

     

    Well done, Tony.

  13. prestonpans bhoys on

    That was a good game today even though the ref, as usual, allowed them to boot us off the park. A win, a curry and a becks what more do you need from today:)

  14. does anyone know what the deal was with the Leicester City fans at todays game, seen a bunck=h of them outside the CSA on London road before and after the game?

  15. Did anyone else notice that little thug Lasley get fouled twice and pull his knees up to make them look bad challenges and roll about. Little cardboard hardman.

  16. First time Ive been caught out with the new article posted :O) the shame

     

     

    Rogne or Chaz for my MOTM, thought Sammy was pretty poor until he was switched to the wing (then set up the goal from the centre forward position :O)

     

     

    Motherwell were surprisingly decent, tried to kick us of the park and also tried to play football, which is what you’d expect from a team with such a small budget. Hopefully they’ll do the same against the huns ;o)

  17. On the way home from CP. great result and some excellent performances (Rogne, Ledley and Mulgrew in particular)

     

     

    The only disappointing thing for me was that I looked at my watch with 4 mins plus stoppage time left, with the game still in the balance, at least half the crowd had left.

     

     

    On the McCall thing it was definitely a joke.

     

     

    Note to Kelvin Wilson. You have been working hard to eradicate the doubts that you gave us with your performance at Ibrox. You are a big strong guy. Please use that strength. Sometimes you appear to be too easily knocked off the ball.

  18. The Blogger Formerly Known As GM on

    A bit churlish and happy to be corrected, but I was a wee bit disappointed we went so defensive in the last 15 minutes or so, with a five man midfield and only Anthony Stokes up front.

     

     

    Leading one nil, a 20 point gap to our nearest challengers and playing at home, I would have stuck with 4 4 2 and looked for a second to kill them off.

     

     

    Still, that’s why I’m not the manager.

  19. Thought Rogne was imense today, Higdon is a big lad and yet failed to bully rogne at any time. Feeling that rogne is going to have a big career ahead of him.

     

    Not the most convincing of displays and don’t think Ki And Wanyama work as a central midfield pairing, both have the habit of covering the same space but 3 points is all that matters and they are in the bag.

  20. Yeah i thought the subs were strange today, if Hoops was injured then stick on the new guy. Throw on Commons rather than moving Chaz to left midfield. I hate it when bringing on one player means changing 3 positions on the pitch. Still we won but like you say we are well in front, time to be adventurous.

  21. I heard Tony from Croftfoot’s call.

     

     

    He excellently summed up the issues regarding Ogilvie, Bain and their respective roles in the SFA/SPL re. dodgy contracts at Ibrox. Well worth a listen on iplayer when available.

     

     

    To be fair to Traynor and English (not easy I know) they gave home a lot of time to say his piece and didn’t interrupt him.

  22. Over £800 pounds raised today by CQN’ers for the Vanessa appeal. Absolutely amazing Bhoys and Ghirls.

     

     

    Let’s try and get over the £1000 mark tonight.

     

     

    If you’re going to phone for a takeaway could you spare £10 to help a girl need?

     

     

    http://www.justgiving.com/vanessa-appeal

     

     

    Carry on the Celtic tradition and dig deep. If 3100 people give a tenner she’s hit her target.

     

     

    I’m working and I’m struggling to keep reminding people tonight so if anyone fancies re-posting this later that would be greatly appreciated.

     

     

    YNWA

  23. aldersyde avenue says:

     

    25 February, 2012 at 19:53

     

     

     

     

    Plant…. Trainer etc know the truth will soon be in the public domain….

  24. The Prince of Goalkeepers on

    Divitbhoy says:

     

    25 February, 2012 at 19:49

     

     

    Totally agree regarding Ki and Wanyama. As they both like to play the same position, Ki to build the play from deep and Vic to do the Neil lennon role, I would only ever play one of them in the team. Against the better teams I would play Vic to give the centre backs protection, and against the weaker teams (such as Dunfermline midweek) I would play Ki to build from the back.

  25. The Singing Detective on

    Much as I admire BRTH’s humorous

     

    postings,I note that he is facing some

     

    fierce competition from the recent

     

    offerings of leggoland2,which could

     

    quite fairly be accorded the status of

     

    genuine comedy gold………albeit unintentionally on his part.

     

     

    Yes,Bitter Auld Bluenose that he is,he

     

    is most certainly coming up with the goods lately.Credit where credit is due.

     

     

    Now some might suggest that we should not encourage him by visiting his blog.

     

     

    However,I take a more charitable view

     

    and trust that my actions will provide

     

    the struggling embittered hack with

     

    sufficient bawbees to purchase the

     

    occasional bottle of the splendid health-enhancing aperitif produced as a labour of love by the pious monks of

     

    Buckfast Abbey.

     

    In return,they receive welcome funds to continue their own good works..

     

     

    So you see,dear readers,a virtuous

     

    circle is completed…more or less.

     

     

    Right ,Virginia ? Yer Damned Right !

     

     

     

    Save Oor Big House……

     

     

    Save Oor Leggoland2

  26. A wee thought.

     

     

    On the morning following Celtic clinching the SPL title, will the Daily Ranger and the Currant Bun tell us that ‘It’s really all his own fault’?

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