Edouard pushed out Celtic transfer record

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Celtic have activated a clause in their loan deal for Odsonne Edouard (20) with Paris Saint-Germain to sign the player on a four-year permanent contract.  The deal will cost the club an initial £4.5m but the add-ons which follow will soon make the deal the club’s highest transfer fee paid.

To give some perspective, Celtic last broke their transfer fee record with the £6m purchase of Neil Lennon in 2000.

Watching Odsonne develop during his loan period has been an education.  Brendan Rodgers put Moussa Dembele and Leigh Griffiths on the bench to allow Odsonne the game time he needed to grow.  His early-season rustiness was history by March, when he came off the bench when Celtic were down to 10 men at Ibrox, brushed aside what defences there was, to score a memorable winner.

The last player to match our record transfer fee was John Hartson in 2001.  Like John then, Odsonne is third choice striker, so the work does not stop here.

Great business, well done all concerned.

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  1. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS on

    CATHEDRALVIEW

     

     

    “As A Pope once wrote. To err is human, to forgive, divine. Although, I don’t think he ever watched us in a cup semi final at Hampden.”

     

     

    Witheringly accurate,mate.

  2. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS on

    STARRYPLOUGH

     

     

    I do indeed. You weren’t alone in that.

     

     

    IMO,all he was short of was support and time.

  3. Delaneys Dunky on

    James

     

     

    Greatest Celtic team of players I have fully seen and remember is

     

     

    Boruc

     

    McGrain

     

    Stanton

     

    Baldie

     

    Polish Shuggy

     

    Lennon

     

    Brown

     

    Naka

     

    McStay

     

    Lubo

     

    Henrik

     

    YNWA

  4. Oh Bobbio

     

     

    She’ll not thank you.

     

     

    His whine is like white noise. Verbal tinnitus. Now you’ve made her notice she’ll not forgive you!

     

     

    HH jamesgang

  5. MiT

     

     

    Mrs JG has lived in Kew for years. Didn’t really know any local key suppliers. I already know by name the local

     

     

    Florist

     

    Barber

     

    Kebab Bhoys

     

    Best Chinese ever

     

    Butcher with amazing sausage rolls

     

    Irish Barman

     

     

    The florist is my key supplier of brownie points!!!!!

     

     

    ????

  6. mike in toronto on

    Argentina trying to walk it through the middle of the Icelandic defence … but Iceland have 10 men who just collapse into the middle, denying Argentina an inch of space …

     

     

    Iceland are a well coached team

     

     

    Argentina do not seem to be

  7. mike in toronto on

    JamesG

     

     

    I normally tell my (male) clients who are getting married to make sure they have me and their florist on speed dial … but, with your permission, might have to add a few of your suggestions!

     

     

    :)

  8. DD

     

    MiT

     

     

    You both in your own unique ways add smiles to my life. Thank you!

     

     

    HH

     

     

    PS MiT add away bud!

  9. GlassTwoThirdsFull on

    Hot Smoked on 16th June 2018 3:24 pm

     

     

     

    It is annoying when Lawrenson finishes with a question isn`t it

     

    ——

     

    Do you think so? :-)

  10. Well done Iceland. all us Celtic supporters should be supporting the Nordic countries and NOT the cynical Latins, even those of Irish descent, didn’t the Vikings found Dublin.

  11. Delaneys Dunky on

    James

     

     

    Give me joy in my heart.

     

    Henrik Larsson.

     

    Give me joy in my heart I pray.

     

    Give me joy in my heart.

     

    Henrik Larsson.

     

    Henrik Larsson is the King of Kings.

  12. Neustadt-Braw on

    my conversation with

     

    zlatan ibrahimovic

     

     

    NB: good evening Mr Ibrawimovic ´´´´ you are an incredible footballer,tall strong and with unique abilities….it has been said your are the perfect striker

     

     

    Zlatan…thank you ,everything you say I cannot argue against…(wee smile)

     

     

    NB: I have one question for you..(serious excited stare)

     

     

    Zlatan: please go ahead…(a big smiley.. thing)

     

     

    NB: Zlatan what is it like to know Henrik Larsson …The KING of Kings ?

     

     

    Zlatan :( huge smile )…I have been very fortunate to have him as a hero…

     

     

    NB: thank you

     

     

    smiley the truth is a braw braw thing thing

     

     

    Braw

  13. TONTINE TIM on 16TH JUNE 2018 4:16 PM

     

    those of Irish descent, didn’t the Vikings found Dublin.

     

     

    ——————–

     

    Only difference is a ginger nut v a blonde one.

     

     

    That said, being impartial about to watch Peru v Denmark. Hope to see a new Cubillas, with a blonde Heid :)

  14. DD that version was not allowed at the Mass in Lisbon. Enjoying Sun at the side of a lake in Maine, USA.

  15. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS on

    CONNAIRE12

     

     

    We knew that-you said you were enjoying it!!!

  16. Jimmynotpaul on

    Combative 12.

     

    Sounds fab. A place I’ve never been.

     

    Only things I know are Stephen King is from Maine and something in my head tells me it’s famous for lighthouses.

     

     

    King Of Kings.

     

    Convenor of our supporters bus used to chastise us,for singing that about Henrik, he said it didn’t sit well with him and should be for Jesus only.

     

    Hail Hail

  17. I don’t know how many players were used in the season just finished,but back in the 66/67

     

    season Celtic used 19 players plus eight subs, one of which it was his only game he

     

    played in that season, can you name him, and how many players played in every game.

     

    There were 59 games played.

  18. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS on

    OLDTIM67

     

     

    I’ll hazard a guess that David Cattenach was the sole appearance. Get back to you with the others.

     

     

    It’ll be a dreaded CQN list!

  19. Brogan Rogan Trevino and Hogan on

    A letter from Malawi

     

     

    Good Afternoon,

     

     

    The flat screen television in my room beams out live pictures from Russia where the 2018 FIFA world Cup has started at a cost some put at £14.2 Billion pounds.

     

     

    32 nations, all fielding well paid international footballers, compete in this global extravaganza, with every kick, pull of the shirt, shot and save being instantly transmitted to every corner of the earth by the miracle of modern technology.

     

     

    In between matches, globally known sponsors have paid many many millions to have their name associated with the successes and failures of the FIFA tournament, and behind the scenes the bidding and negotiations are already underway for the next tournament which will come from the fabulously rich desert of Qatar.

     

     

    Modern day football is a good place to start this story because as I type I am fully conscious – possibly more conscious than ever – that my reason for being in my present location is down to one man, someone who died over a century ago and who just happened to come from the same village as my grandfather.

     

     

    Andrew Kerrins was born in Ballymote County Sligo on May 18th 1840 and lived to the ripe old age of 75.

     

     

    He achieved many things in life but perhaps his most famous and lasting achievement was the concept of a football team which would play to feed poor children and the unemployed. He stated plainly that “A Football Club will be formed for the maintenance of dinner tables for the children and the unemployed.”

     

     

    Nowhere did he state that the football team would be a winning one or a rich one. He simply set out its one and only purpose in just 18 words.

     

     

    I wonder what Brother Walfrid, as Andrew Kerrins became, would think of a football tournament that costs £14.2 Billion to stage?

     

     

    I wonder what he would say if anyone had told him that 130 years or so after he had announced the intention to form such a football team, 23 of us would travel in his name and in the name of that team to one of the poorest countries on earth with the intention of feeding children thousands of miles away from the Calton?

     

     

    I wonder what he would think about the modern era of air travel? Could he imagine a passenger jet that seats between 242 and 360 passengers with a range of just over 8,000 miles non-stop with each plane costing between a much more modest $239 and $325 Million depending on configuration.

     

     

    The Kenyan Airlines Boing 787 which flew us from Amsterdam to Africa is such a plane. Twin engined and fuel efficient, it “flies by wire” and is a hugely successful mid-range global ranger of a plane.

     

     

    It brings in roughly between £350-£400,000 per day for its operators which means that it can return the cost of a unit in only a couple of years.

     

     

    I wonder if the man from Ballymote could even imagine such figures?

     

     

    Most of all I wonder if he could contemplate a world which can generate such vast sums of money, such huge advances in technology and the ability to transport news, images and people in vast numbers but which also stands idly by while millions and millions live in abject poverty – poverty that is unimaginable until you have seen it for yourself.

     

     

    Many reading this piece will have travelled far and wide in Europe and beyond. Many will have seen poor places, shanty towns, houses which we would consider unfit for human habitation and which should be pulled down and rebuilt.

     

     

    Many will have seen the homeless on our streets whose lives are miserable, squalid and seemingly without hope. They beg, perhaps gain a roof over their head via a night shelter or maybe a sleeping bag and a shop doorway.

     

     

    All of that is terrible and it shouldn’t be – but not many of them eat roasted mouse from a stick!

     

     

    Welcome to Malawi.

     

     

    Whatever your mental concept of poverty or poor living conditions might be, then tripling or quadrupling your worst imaginable thoughts won’t get you even close to what I have seen here. Nothing prepares you for this.

     

     

    Once out of the cities of Malawi the roads are awful. During 5 days here, one at least was completely unpassable on a mini bus.

     

     

    Yet at the end of such roads are countless houses (if you can call them that) and families all living under an African sun and completely oblivious to The World Cup, Airports, McDonalds, or anything else that has spread throughout the globe.

     

     

    To say they live in their own wee world is an understatement.

     

     

    Houses in the main are tiny with only two or three rooms. There is no plumbing, no electricity, no furniture, no windows, no carpets, no blankets, no light other than daylight, no beds just mats which the occupants roll out, and no cooking facilities of any type.

     

     

    These are caves made of modern brick.

     

     

    Yet the people smile constantly, they sing, laugh, shout and go about their daily business with a verve and a relish that is hard to comprehend.

     

     

    They are grateful for every little thing – a biscuit, a ball, anything at all which is a “luxury item”.

     

    Mary’s Meals does a brilliant job here but they are really fighting against a far bigger force and it is clear to me that they need far more help than I had realised and not just in terms of funds for porridge and food.

     

     

    They have cut the feeding programme in some schools from two meals a day to one so that their resources go further. Yet there are millions and millions in this country alone who still go without.

     

     

    However, my biggest concern is the youth.

     

     

    Kids going to the structure of a school to be fed and educated is one thing. Young kids are so full of joy and exuberance that it is truly touching.

     

     

    However, the older kids and the youth on the street, many who have had the benefit of that education and a stable daily meal in the past, are less easily impressed I suspect. I see questions in their eyes. I see a lack of structure to support them and an inability to meet both their natural intelligence and the fruit of their education.

     

     

    I believe that there will soon be whole generation here who want more than porridge and a school without windows. They will want more. They will want answers.

     

     

    Absolutely nothing should take away from the work of the Celtic Charity Foundation or Mary’s Meals. No praise is high enough in my eyes for their efforts and the fight they are conducting here.

     

     

    When we go into a school to paint it and it make it ready for use complete with educational tools painted on the walls, and when we see hundreds of kids being fed day after day with a life sustaining meal, I hear the man from Ballymote cheer like hell.

     

     

    But when we drive away from the schools down the long dusty rock filled and near impossible tracks that pass for a road, I see hundreds if not thousands of older “kids” who seem to me to be lost and trapped in this neglected corner of the world.

     

     

    There has to be more. There has to be better than this!

     

     

    Everything within me shouts “Do More, Do More, For God’s Sake Do More!” – Though I am absolutely unsure who I am shouting at.

     

     

    Meanwhile the television shows Cristiano’s hattrick and the commentator casually mentions that he recently paid many millions in fines to avoid jail for tax evasion.

     

     

    The Crowd roar their approval.

     

     

    I turn the television off.

     

     

    The remote control doesn’t work on Malawi.

     

     

    It is here and it is now!

     

     

    What would Andrew Kerrins think?

     

     

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    If you want to support The Celtic Charity Foundation do more then please my just giving page here:

     

     

    Thanks.

     

     

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  20. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS on

    Simpson,Fallon,Craig,Young,O’Neill,J Brogan,Cattenach, McNeill,Clark,Gemmell,Auld,Murdoch,Gallagher

     

    Johnstone,Lennox,Hughes,McBride,Wallace,Chalmers.

  21. BOBBY MURDOCH’S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS on 16TH JUNE 2018 5:58 PM.

     

     

    No. Cattenach played more than one game. I’ll write out a list of all players that played that season, but it will be after I have a bit of knosh

  22. Delaneys Dunky on

    Connaire

     

     

    Sorry. My Henrik song is sacreligious. Jesus Christ is the true King of Kings.

     

    YNWA

  23. Jimmynotpaul on

    BRTH. 5.59.

     

    A fabulous, educational and thought provoking post.

     

    Thank You.

  24. MARTIN42 on 16TH JUNE 2018 6:07 PM

     

     

    Old Tim, Was it John Cushley?

     

     

    *correct Martin42, he was showcased in the last domestic game of the season as West Ham were interested in him.

  25. Jimmynotpaul on

    Connaire 12. 5.57

     

    Thank you for taking the time to respond.

     

    Enjoy the rest of your holiday.

  26. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS on

    MARTIN42

     

     

    Good call!

     

     

    Also means that one of my nineteen is wrong…

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