Final day to appeal Lord Glennie decision set to expire

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Charles Green, like Whyte and Duff & Phelps before him, is asking for admittance to the SPL on the basis that Rangers FC is a distinct entity from its legal identity.  While this theory has been strongly advocated by SPL chief executive, Neil Doncaster, by necessity, if you claim the football benefits of being ‘Rangers’, specifically player registrations, you also inherit Rangers penalties.

Although Rangers clearly won their challenge to Lord Carloway’s 12-month ban on player registration at the Court of Session last month when Lord Glennie referred the matter back to the SFA Appellate Panel, as the full ramification of the decision became clear to Green, who then had an irrevocable contract to buy Rangers or its assets, he floated the idea that he might appeal.

The SFA, correctly, decided not to instruct the Appellate Panel until the 21 day period when an appeal can be raised, which elapses today, has passed, just in case Green tells Lord Glennie he’s got it all wrong.

All this has been terribly confusing, not to mention expensive, for Scottish football, but with yesterday’s news that Rangers have a prima facie case to answer for subverting Scottish football for over a decade, the obstacles before Green are clearly insurmountable.  There is reason to believe we can quickly reach some clarity.

The SFA must, without delay, convene the Appellate Panel to consider Lord Glennie’s instructions and apply an appropriate penalty on the various legal and ethereal bodies which claim to be ‘Rangers’.  If the Appellate Panel suspend or expel what is left of the football club from the SFA, as must surely be expected, all questions about fan pressure, morals and votes become moot.

In this case, history will record the folly of Green’s appeal to civil law as the act which finally killed off any chance of ‘Rangers’ surviving, conveniently letting the SPL off the hook, while Green would be obliged to dispose of the stadium for a modest return to those capable of forming a genuinely new football club at some point in the future.

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    Way before Alex got involved, I sent him background info, mainly from CQ N and RTC, emphasising that justice would only come from scrutiny outside Scotland. The Ibrox mob were not just systematically corrupting Scottish football but cheating Euro football too. I described their power over the press and the football authorities.

     

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    Just got a text from the mate saying 3 SPL refs were paid EBTs by rangers.

     

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  8. Tamlaghtduff Bhoy on 20 June, 2012 at 12:28 said:

     

    Just got a text from the mate saying 3 SPL refs were paid EBTs by rangers.

     

    Sorry if this has already been talked about about.

     

     

     

     

    Probably way more than three mate, but brown paper bags leave no trail.. sadly!

     

     

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    Go home to thy scanty toothless wenches & thy meager wine for thine club is naught but knicker fluff upon the rump crack of Karma’s bounteous booty- thy nullified, insubstantial, spectred club is a diseased phantom; the sterile harvest of a Scottish hacks pitiable fatuity, but a worthless bauble floating in a sea of excrement- Thou’st scurvied intellect must not be unedified still more by all this “we are the people” fingle fangle. Forget thy bijou trophy room, bared as it will be for scrap lolly, forget thou wrathful rabble of confused legends who clutch straws to the very nub, these are but errant paladins…so go thy frothy slavering cadgers, that resemble dozy bears hibernating in denial, sympose in thy mammy’s house instead, in some erstwhile scrufulous sally-port, loitering, rucking, in some vile backward Scottish steppe…& liberate our Celtic gaze from thy most offensive presence.