Congratulations to Ronny Deila, his players and supporting cast on becoming Scottish champions, season 2014-15. The man from Norway has got his team playing flowing, attractive, football, he has improved players throughout the squad, and should be delighted with the shape of the club at the moment.
Congratulations too to the Celtic fans, who recognised the manager and team needed their support, which has been delivered solidly throughout the campaign.
I’m delighted for Aberdeen, who have matched Celtic toe-to-toe against the rest of the league. It has been a stunning season for a team with comparatively meagre resources. Motherwell were best of the rest for the last two seasons, but they were miles off the pace, and never reached the consistency of Aberdeen this season.
It’s four in a row for the third time in our history, matching Willie Maley’s team’s achievement in 1908 and Jock’s in 1969.
These are great times to be a Celtic fan, enjoy being champions!
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Cowiebhoy
BBC compaints procedures and processes here:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/complaints/
Alternatively take a pile of horse shite and throw it in the door at Pacific Key!
Mind you remember to put a brief letter in the middle to make sure they get the point.
PETEC
My personal opinion is that Tommy Burns was a man who had room in his heart mind and soul for everyone.
But even he would have drawn the line had he fully known the truth.
Loving the positive vibe. A few too many beers and drams to celebrate out here in Dubai.
Well done Ronny. Great courage digging deep when halfwits, media and impatient folk were giving you pelters. I hope you stay the course.
Just imagine and I know it is hard, how it must feel if you once supported a team called Rangers.
Canamalar
20:50 on 2 May, 2015
Huddle
Are you really as naive as you come across ?
Or is there an outage happening
Free press eh
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Still no answer, so again with the insults.
All you had to do was find one comment, surely not hard.
That of course should be Pacific Quay — before anyone from Greenock pulls me up for my spelling.
Excellent news! Well done Ronny, JC and all connected to Celtic.
Enjoy the night everybody.
Well done Ronnie and his backroom staff.
Well done Bhoys, as the season wore on, the football became better and better.
Exciting times lie ahead for our team, I hope everyone enjoys tonight and the weeks ahead.
Hail Hail
Hope the Celtic manager is enjoying a wonderful occasion with his family today. It’s amazing how much easier a job is when the pressure is off. Hopefully we will see that next weekend. A lot has been said about what he can achieve and there is no doubt he speaks well. He has shown in January he can spend sell. He can definitely coach well. Most improved player? Take your pick from around 6 players. I hope we can get better and better regardless of who may leave in the summer.
It’s a great feeling when your team wins the league. I will never tire of it. Barcelona in the morning. A lovely spot to enjoy a league win and a special birthday for Mrs LB who also celebrated a good result today.
I hate effing phones that try to be smarter than me, I can, as my dear sis just said, post all the spelling mistakes in the world under the influence without your help thank you very much Mr Sony Experia.
Anyways Just can’t get enough just came on the jukebox going to bop away to my hearts content.
http://tirnaog09.blogspot.co.uk/2013/04/and-they-gave-us-james-mcgrory.html
http://youtu.be/KQIRbV_noi8
LB
I met a guy n his wife (she’s Swedish, gorgeous) in a pub in Largs, he’s from Greenock, big tim, n he said that he had heard that the sheep were refusing to give a guard of honour, next Sunday!!!
Indeed Burnley. Too many criticised Ronny. With appropriate funding, he can help us to progress again in Europe.
Correct, I am a big mhan.
Have you got a closet to crawl out of ?
Lennon thought it was all about him
Celtic supporters have been getting murdered, long before Lennon arrived on the scene and if clowns like you get your way will get murdered for a long time to come, who honestly gives a monkeys what over paid staff think about the competition they very rarely suffer the consequences of the fall out.
Idiots do what idiots think, keep on thinking idiot
2-3 Sevilla Real Madrid, Ronaldo 3 goals, 52 for the season I think.
Why Cant Next Season Start Tomorrow…I Cant Wait….Laughing…
may 1973
https://youtu.be/JE3WaSETf8k
‘Jimmy, it’s time to get up,’ whispered Harry McGrory in his soft Donegal accent to his sleeping son. Sometimes he hated waking the boy up. He was surely happier in his dreams than he was facing the harsh realities and grinding poverty they faced each day in Glasgow’s tough Garngad district? Young Jimmy opened his eyes, smiled at his Da and then, remembering that today was to be the day of his brother John’s funeral, his smile faded. ‘What time are we due at St Roch’s Da?’ he asked quietly. ‘An hour or so to go yet son so get dressed and have a good wash. Put on your school clothes. Yer Ma is making some breakfast in the scullery.’ As his Dad left the room, Young Jimmy got up and glanced out the window of the tenement they lived in at 179 Millburn Street. The street was quiet and the old buildings, blackened by the soot of industry and the nearby Gas Works, looked dilapidated and dirty. He dressed quietly and before leaving the room sat on his bed, closed his eyes and prayed for his brother John, lost to meningitis just a month after his first birthday. ‘Jimmy, your breakfast is out son,’ called his mother from the skullery jolting him out of his prayers. Jimmy opened his eyes, blessed himself quickly and headed for the smell of toast which wafted through the chilly flat. His Mother looked him over as he entered the kitchen, ‘Yer looking smart son, we’ll get you some boots before winter.’ Jimmy glanced down at the frayed school uniform and sandshoes he wore every day. It was not in his nature to complain as so many of the boys at St Roch’s Primary school were worse off. Some even came to school barefoot in the better weather. The McGrory family finished their breakfast and slipped out of the flat for the short walk down the hill to St Roch’s. Neighbours nodded at them with solemn faces, ‘Sorry for your loss,’ said Dan Murphy, shaking Harry McGrory gently by the hand, a sad look on his face. Others stood in silence as they passed, a few blessed themselves. The sad walk of the McGrory family was one which many families in the Garngad had made in those hard years. Infant mortality in such areas was a national disgrace and as always, the poorest carried the heaviest burden.
They entered the Church and Jimmy saw the little coffin waiting for them by the altar. Tears welled in his eyes for little John but also for his parents. He glanced at his father who sat to his left, eyes closed, rosary beads in his hand. Decent, hard-working Harry McGrory, a man who signed Jimmy’s birth certificate with a cross because he couldn’t write. A man who laboured and sweated for more than 60 hours a week in the Gas Works to try and feed his family. His mother, Kate McGrory, prematurely old due to the wearying effects of poverty and child bearing sat grim faced and stoic. Her faith in God helped carry her through her troubles but losing a child is always a heavy blow. Whisps of grey flecked her hair and care lines ploughed her proud Irish face though she was still not yet 35 years old. Young Jimmy didn’t know then that he would lose her too before his twelfth year was over. He sat quietly in the rapidly filling Church and glanced at the image of Christ on the cross suspended high above the altar. ‘Help me,’ he whispered quietly to his God, ‘help me to help them.’
20 years later….
England brought their formidable team north to face a Scotland team which though often erratic was capable of occasional brilliance. The crowd packed into Hampden that day was given as 134,710 but this figure didn’t include the thousands of boys ‘lifted’ over the turnstiles to gain free entry. The scores were tied 1-1 and a titanic struggle ensued as both teams sought the winning goal. The excellent Bob McPhail of Rangers sent a fizzing shot whizzing just over the England bar and the packed bowl of Hampden growled and roared sensing Scotland might just snatch a winning goal. With six minutes remaining McPhail drove towards the England goal and saw his strike partner pulling left to make space for him. Instead of shooting though, the adroit McPhail pinged a perfect pass to his strong running team mate who controlled it instantly and stepping inside the English full back found himself through on goal. The crowd roared. This was the moment of decision. The tall, muscular English goalkeeper Henry Hibbs rushed out at the attacker to deny him time to think only to find himself outfoxed as the blue shirted Scot lobbed him with a deft left foot chip. The ball arced through the air as 134,000 Scots willed it into the net. The roar which greeted the goal was described as deafening by commentators of the day. The scorer of the goal which gave birth to the Hampden roar was James Edward McGrory of Celtic FC. The little boy born into poverty in the Garngad was the toast of Scotland.
Jimmy McGrory was the greatest scorer of goals in the history of British football. He amassed an incredible 538 goals in 534 professional appearances for club(s) and country. Most of these goals were scored for his beloved Celtic. A club which under the autocratic Willie Maley paid McGrory far less than he was worth and shamefully tried to sell him to Arsenal without his knowledge or consent. McGrory remains to this day Celtic’s all-time top scorer with 410 goals, a record that surely will never be surpassed? He played in an era when Celtic had lost supremacy to Bill Struth’s powerful Rangers team but he still found the net with astonishing consistency. That he earned just seven caps is perhaps testimony to the good strikers around at the time although many, including his friend Bob McPhail, were embarrassed at his exclusion from the Scotland team at times. Others muttered darkly about Celtic men being overlooked unfairly because they wore the green. The game of the 1920s and 30s was a lot tougher than the modern game. McGrory lost count of the number of times his nose was broken by the heads of aggressive centre halves but he fought hard for his goals and gave as good as he got. This normally gentle and devout man became a fearsome warrior once he crossed that white line. However, he also set the highest standard of sportsmanship and shook the hands of even the most unscrupulous defenders once the game was over.
McGrory’s 20 year spell as Celtic Manager (1945-65) coincided with a frankly dreadful era for the club. Yes there were moments of genius and delight like the Coronation Cup victory of 1953, the League and Cup Double of 1954 and the never to be forgotten 7-1 demolition of Rangers in the League cup final of 1957. But Celtic fans in that era lived with a board which regularly sold their best players, paid relatively poor wages for such a big club and had, in Bob Kelly, a Chairman who picked the team and undermined the manager. McGrory, the gentle boy from the Garngad didn’t possess the nasty streak necessary to succeed as a Manager or indeed the temperament to stand up to the autocratic Kelly. Bertie Auld said of him ‘He was the most decent and honest man I have ever met.’ Nice as those words are, they don’t describe the qualities a top manager requires to succeed in the tough world of professional football. In 1965 a tired McGrory stepped aside and allowed a new man with new ideas to take the helm. The new manager told his Chairman that team selection would be his decision and his alone. The new manager had the steel, presence and ability to mould the talented young players developed under McGrory at Celtic Park into a formidable team which would restore the club to greatness. His name was Jock Stein.
James McGrory had managed Stein in his playing days and knew his abilities to organise and inspire. He also knew early in 1965 that it was time to let go, time to let Jock take control. His role as Public Relations officer kept him involved at his beloved Celtic Park as the Stein era commenced. Everyone, including Stein, referred to him as ‘Boss’ and treated him with the respect he was due. With Celtic marching on to a dominance in Scotland that would last a decade, Stein guided them to the 1967 European Cup Final. McGrory travelled to Lisbon having lost his brother Harry shortly before the final. When the game was over and Stein’s immortal team had written their page of glory in Celtic’s history, an emotional McGrory was passed the big Cup by Jock Stein. He says in his own words that he just sat there holding the trophy and crying like a child. Perhaps this great Celt was overjoyed that at last his beloved team had rediscovered their greatness. Perhaps he was also reflecting on those no longer around to enjoy this triumph.
Postscript
‘Jimmy,’ shouted his sister to the young player walking from the Garngad to Celtic Park for training. ‘Don’t be giving all your wages away today eh?’ He smiled back at her, ‘I’ve only got a few bob on me, will you stop worrying.’ She looked at him, a wry smile on her face, ‘Get the tram home then if it’s raining.’ They parted and young McGrory, Celtic’s new hotshot striker continued the walk through the streets of depression hit Glasgow to Celtic Park. There would be no tram home after training though as every beggar and down at heel Glaswegian who asked him for a copper was met with a patient smile and couple of coins. By the time he reached Celtic Park McGrory had not a penny in his pocket. It was not an unusual occurrence.
Jimmy McGrory was a decent man. A humble and devout Christian, who demonstrated by example rather than preachy words how to live a good life. If his incredible prowess as a striker was not matched by his achievements as manager of Celtic then we can forgive him that. Like us, he loved Celtic deeply and gave 100% for the club. We are honoured to count such a good man and such a splendid player among the lists of Celtic Legends. Those of us too young to have seen him play should still consider his goal scoring record with awe. We should also respect a decent, honest man who was a truly great Celt.
Sleep well Boss and Thank You.
James Edward McGrory (April 1904 –October 1982)
Celtic Legend
Garngad Man,
lennon n mc….mjallby
I hope you’re still on my friend, topping up the Minx’s glass is a full time job!! :-)
Not at all, I’ll disagree, agree, argue and console anyone who I know is a genuine Tim. I think we’re both in that category mate.
Petec
I genuinely understand the views of the players and ex players who say that they miss the Celtic v Rangers games.
As sportsmen they appreciate the competition more than we ever can or will.
It’s that, that makes me glad I’m just a supporter.
Bravo Ron and the Celtic squad hope Ron had a great day for the twins confirmation.
https://pbs.twimg.com/media/CEAppZfWYAA-nkf.jpg:large
tomorrow I’ll be mostly wearing this
HH
Canamalar
20:50 on 2 May, 2015
Huddle
Are you really as naive as you come across ?
Or is there an outage happening
Free press eh
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Still no answer, so again with the insults.
All you had to do was find one comment, surely not hard.
Listen ya f**kwit if it was that easy everyone in Scotland would love Celtic
SHAMROCK HOOPS
F…them,we’ll fight them on the beaches!
To be honest,I’m not in favour of guard of honour. With very few exceptions it’s hypocritical.
BOBBY,
That red hair is there for a reason.
The red coo is my jibber jabber.
Listening to the Gardener and the Waste of a Coat on the Tam video, with the subsequent information, it gets me angry….
I’m a bad guy, compared to Tommy B, I have very little to be angry about as well, compared to Tommy B
Canamalar
20:56 on 2 May, 2015
Correct, I am a big mhan.
Have you got a closet to crawl out of ?
Lennon thought it was all about him
Celtic supporters have been getting murdered, long before Lennon arrived on the scene and if clowns like you get your way will get murdered for a long time to come, who honestly gives a monkeys what over paid staff think about the competition they very rarely suffer the consequences of the fall out.
Idiots do what idiots think, keep on thinking idiot
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You’ve lost me buddy, I was saying that no Celtic player will say they don’t want to play the huns because they want to play the huns. All ex managers and players want to play the huns.
No real fan would ever want to play the huns again.
The Huddle…Think hes scored 50 and above for the last 5seasons..i think….Guys Phenominal…..
Canamalar
20:59 on 2 May, 2015
Canamalar
20:50 on 2 May, 2015
Huddle
Are you really as naive as you come across ?
Or is there an outage happening
Free press eh
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Still no answer, so again with the insults.
All you had to do was find one comment, surely not hard.
Listen ya f**kwit if it was that easy everyone in Scotland would love Celtic
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Damn you’ve always been a dick on here
Did anyone see the scheme that they have piloted at an English game?
Breathalysing supporters as they go in and if your over the limit, your not allowed in!!!
Now that is really worrying
Very worrying indeed
The cheating
Calum Murray
http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=njDXXKEQA7A
Hamiltontim
;))
Njoi
Oh what a happy dhay! Congratulations to Ronny and the players, I love you all. Glad tidings have been despatched far and wide to the Friesdorfer diaspora, in Perth
(daughter), Dundee (son), Edinburgh (brother) and Melbourne (other brother). What a happy bunch of Tims we are.
HH to all bhoys and ghirls
roy croppie
Fathers Blessing ?
leftclicktick,
Just played the Dubliners “the Fields…………” and went on to their version of “The Wild Rover”. Took me back 40 years and more. Why don’t we sing THAT at Celtic Park anymore. What a song.
https://pbs.twimg.com/media/CEAppZfWYAA-nkf.jpg:large
Father’s Blessing
Shebeen
HH Gerry
Correct, I am a big mhan.
Have you got a closet to crawl out of ?
Lennon thought it was all about him
Celtic supporters have been getting murdered, long before Lennon arrived on the scene and if clowns like you get your way will get murdered for a long time to come, who honestly gives a monkeys what over paid staff think about the competition they very rarely suffer the consequences of the fall out.
Idiots do what idiots think, keep on thinking idiot
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You’ve lost me buddy, I was saying that no Celtic player will say they don’t want to play the huns because they want to play the huns. All ex managers and players want to play the huns.
No real fan would ever want to play the huns again.
One last time for the hard of thinking
The meeja in Scotland will not allow players or managers to publicise anyone who said they don’t want to play the hun ever again.
So bamber tell me, where would I read the opinions of such a dissenting manager or player in the Scottish meeja ?
I was at a meeting during the week and a well known Celtic supporter made a very good point about PR training when faced with the Scottish press’ traditional method of asking Celtic staff and former players about certain matters and events.
If asked about The Rangers reply as follows:
Sorry but can I ask why you are asking me about The Rangers, could you not find anyone at Ibrox to talk about their situation? I was expecting to talk about Celtic – the team that has just won a championship and who will hopefully be playing in the group stages of the Champions league etc …….
Q. What will the club do about their record of being fined by Uefa as a result of fas behaviour in the forthcoming season.
No idea, but hopefully there will be nothing to report. Now can I talk about the fact that last week Celtic supporters turned up at Celtic park and brought some £30,000 worth of groceries to feed the poor and hungry who are dependent on foodbanks in these hard times?
None of that received any press coverage so can I ask whether or not you think that is worth reporting or whthere you know of any other football club in the world where the supporters have behaved in such a fashion?
Basically, anyone who is employed by Celtic PLC should be trained in how to not only field potentially awkward questions but also how to accentuate the positive in a fashion which highlights the idiocy and inconsistency of the selective reporting and questioning.
https://pbs.twimg.com/media/CEBAG-nWoAAVuad.jpg:large
A hardy bunch of Celts at Celtic Park tonight
HH
cowiebhoy
20:31 on 2 May, 2015
A wee birdie tells me you drank to the Champions but not your usual cuppa…:)
SelfieCFC…
RoastersCFC…
Keep the Faith!
Hail Hail!