Level of professionalism enveloping Celtic

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If the Premiership divides into four groups:

Celtic: 8 points clear at the top with 67 games in hand.

Hearts, Newco and Aberdeen: within 2 points of each other in the battle for two Europa League games in June 2017.

St Johnstone: isolated in the middle of an 8 point bubble.

The rest: all 2 points from the automatic relegation spot.

Then Motherwell top their group.  They have infinitely more to play for than Celtic at Fir Park tomorrow.  For them, this is about livelihoods.

We have an early kick-off at what will be a hostile environment.   Arrive with your war face on, Celtic, and get the job done.

Pretty stunning work by the Celtic commercial team, who, alone against the nation’s major retailers, were promoted by The Telegraph as one of The best Christmas 2016 adverts.  A level of professionalism is beginning to envelop the club (and I know it’s not there completely yet).

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  1. Getting up to pee and being distracted by CQN is dangerous to my health.

     

    Back to bed for 90 minutes or so.

  2. The Exiled Tim

     

    I’m not going to reveal my prediction

     

    But

     

    It’s one less than yours.

     

    Sleep, perchance to dream.

  3. On reflection and with 22 years hindsight I would like to know if all those involved in Celts for change were Celts and did they want change?

     

     

    It’s important because if they were not they were surely Masons the lot of them and that makes us a Mason club.

     

     

    Just my opinion based on something somebody i know told at some point in time (Jtittor in 2067) me so it pure is.

     

     

    MWD

  4. thomthethim for Oscar OK on

    Amongst the jaw dropping statements King issued at their AGM, was the astounding claim that they no longer enjoy the same relationship with the media and the football authorities!

     

     

    How do they still get away with it?

  5. VFR800 is now a Monster 821 on

    HUNDERBIRDS

     

     

    Snodgrass may have improved, but IMHO not enough. Yeah, his dead ball delivery is good but we have players who are skilled enough to practice and improve the delivery: Dembele, Griffiths, Sinclair, Roberts, Simunovic.

     

     

    I don’t see Snodgrass improving what we already have.

     

     

     

    KTF

  6. GlassTwoThirdsFull on

    Sevco lining up a “star midfielder” apparently. Presumably to provide better service for Van Persie.

  7. GlassTwoThirdsFull

     

     

    He plays on the continent.

     

     

    He is an attacking midfielder.

     

     

    He is not Joao Teixeira…

     

     

    It’s liking a game of fuppin’ Guess Who.

     

     

    Does he have brown hair?

     

     

    Brown eyes?

     

     

    All to keep the zombies pacified.

  8. Hugh Bonkle fae Dallas on

    Wow. Did John James just call out Richard Gough in his article about Barry Fergeshun?

  9. P.S. I believe Warburton is quoted that if money comes into it then there isn’t much chance of the move happening.

     

     

    Eh, what else is gonna come into it?

     

     

    You want someone on loan, but you don’t want money to come into it. So you expect the parent club to foot the bill so you can have a player for free?

     

     

    Zoomers not zombies.

  10. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS on

    HUGHBONKLEOFDALLAS

     

     

    He sure did,and before it gets deleted,here it is.

     

     

    There are those of a sensitive disposition in the Rangers support who have a blue and white view of the world. If one does not support Rangers, one is dismissed as a hater. This jaundiced view is pandered to in the Scottish Main Stream Media. When the faltering Daily Record ran an advertising campaign- Real Scots Read The Record- they might as well have substituted ‘Scots’ with ‘Rangers Men’. I have been excoriating in my criticism of Mr Jackson. He has forged a career by representing a Rangers boys team and snooping on a fax that gave Jack Irvine the football scoop of the 80’s – the Rangers’ signing of Mo Johnston. In 1989 no-one asked questions about how Johnston could be guaranteed a signing-on fee that was free of tax. Did David Murray engage in another confection from the Ibrox tax-evasion laboratory? The prevailing narrative was the end of religious apartheid at Ibrox. Jackson played his part and was rewarded with training from the best in the business, namely Jack Irvine, who is a most welcome contributor to this site.

     

     

    On the bastardised Sevco sound bite soliloquies that constitute the output of Radio Clyde, the callers of a Rangers bent ask for Big Fat Derek Johnstone. Despite the fact that BFDJ has been out of the loop for the best part of three decades, his mantra of -Rangers Then, Rangers Now, Rangers Forever- is catnip to those who have suffered the end of their long-held self-serving supremacy. They are no longer ‘The’ people. They are just people who support a struggling Ibrox outfit that was formed from a basket of assets in 2012 by founding father, Charles Green. The soothing tones of a Rangers legend helps them sleep better at night. One would not want Chris Jack to be tossing in his Rangers duvet, which surprisingly has the consistency of cardboard.

     

     

    However when The Record turned to the £2.5m EBT beneficiary, Barry Ferguson, the Kebab Shop Bantamweight (whose Donner Doing was hushed up) it was a step too far. Some of the best footballers, who are as thick as tongue and groove short planks, are said to have ‘brains in their feet.’ This goes some way to explaining why Ferguson’s IQ is doubled when he puts his foot in his mouth. For reasons best known to The Record they have let Ferguson loose on a serious subject. I don’t anticipate that his paedophilia pieces will trouble the august judges who award The Pullitzer Prize.

     

     

    Ferguson has been using emotive language such as ‘beasts’ but had he added an ‘h’ to his narrative and created ‘bheasts’ no-one would have need of colouring me surprised. The subtext of his piece is the sex abuse scandal at Celtic Boys Club. If Ferguson had asserted that ‘should the haters dismiss us a Sevco we can counter that at least we’re not sex offenders’ he would have been applauded by the Rangers’ minority who refer to Celtic as Saville FC.

     

     

    Someone of the limited vocabulary of Ferguson should confine himself to the puff pieces that barely keep The Record’s belly from backbone. If he wanted to present a more balanced narrative, he could have discussed the nocturnal activities of Richard Gough and his predilection for rent boys. Grooming and abuse is a problem for society, not the exclusive preserve of football.

     

     

    I cannot take anything the corrupt tax-evader says seriously. He captained a club that were cheating and thought that they were bigger than Scottish football. As he transgressed the rules on dual contracts and engaged in activities that were of a gravity just short of match fixing, he blithely broke the rules. Rules were for the cannon-fodder smaller clubs, not Rangers.

     

     

    When Ferguson pays his taxes (and that day is coming soon) one might dismiss his rhetoric with a large pinch of salt. But until then his moral upper ground is built on sand. Ferguson’s eloquence is as appalling as his subject matter. There are times when one wishes that Darry Cooney stuck to his day job of editing and not spending countless hours stroking his ego on Twitter.

  11. Hugh Bonkle

     

     

    It’s not the first time he has mentioned Richard Gough’s appreciation for male public sanitary center’s. I recon that is probably the 2nd or may even be the third time.

     

     

    MWD

  12. VFR

     

     

    Snodgrass is a better option on the right than Forrest or Roberts (at the moment). His best position is behind the striker and since Rogic can hardly last a full game, he would be an option to play there as well.

     

    Experienced and wants to play for us, but most of all he is well within our price range ;-)

  13. DAVIDOPOULOS @ 12:46 PM,

     

     

    Yes… Quite…

     

     

    Which means they aim to keep Warbo.

     

     

    All good news.

     

     

    Though I suspect December Football results might put paid to that (lofty?) ambition.

     

     

    Hail Hail

  14. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS on

    DAVIDOPOULOS

     

     

    Indeed. I suggest a copy paste and e-mail.

     

     

    I’ll save you the bother though,since I’ve done the first two.

  15. Awe_Naw_No_Annoni_Oan_Anaw_Noo on

    GlassTwoThirdsFull on 2nd December 2016 12:43 pm

     

     

    João Carlos Teixeira

     

     

    Former Liverpool midfield maestro

     

     

    Years Team Apps (Gls)

     

    2013–2016 Liverpool 2 (0)

     

    2013 → Brentford (loan) 2 (0)

     

    2014–2015 → Brighton & Hove Albion (loan) 32 (6)

     

    2016– Porto 0 (0)

     

     

     

    Yes he´s on the books of the Dave King, Paul Murray, David Weir, Mark Warburton player agency

     

     

    HH

  16. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS on

    MOONBEAMSWD

     

     

    The earlier ones were quickly removed. But at least one copy of the current one exists.

  17. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS on

    DAVIDOPOULOS

     

     

    You yokels in Naaaawerfooouwwk,we don’t think of a mouse the way you do(!)

     

     

    No bad wi an iPad either,mind.

  18. BOBBY MURDOCH’S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS on 2nd December 2016 1:04 pm

     

     

    DAVIDOPOULOS

     

     

    You yokels in Naaaawerfooouwwk,we don’t think of a mouse the way you do(!)

     

     

    No bad wi an iPad either,mind.

     

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    Norfolk? How dare you besmirch me. I’m a proud resident of Suffolk. There are many differences between the counties, the most important being that the Suffolk-folk deem having six fingers on both hands as overly boastful – eleven fingers is plenty…

  19. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS on

    SAINT STIVS.

     

     

    I’ll go for eff all,and bet you a charity thinner for Wee Shay that I’m closer.

     

     

    That’s giving you the 9-9 draw,btw.

  20. The Battered Bunnet on

    I saw mention of The Ledbury on the last thread.

     

     

    Time was when a couple of young lads, both starting out in the restaurant trade, shared a flat on the North End Road.

     

     

    One became a Michelin starred chef, the other a CQNer.

  21. BOBBY MURDOCH'S CURLED-UP WINKLEPICKERS on

    DAVIDOPOULOS

     

     

    About ten years ago,there was a smashing lass worked in our Payroll Dept. She was frequently out for a smoke when I nipped into the office wi paperwork at the end of a shift. Not bliddy nightshift like now!

     

     

    So,maybe four five-minute chats a week,not easy to over come. I did,in time. Despite earlier asking her what she was up to later that night.

     

     

    “Girlie night,once we run out of fingers we go home”

     

     

    “Living in Calne,that’s a round dozen,right?”

     

     

    I make more apologies than I get laughs wi comments like that…