Reason to enjoy Wednesday night number 67

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Reason to enjoy Wednesday night number 67: Victor Wanyama didn’t get booked.

21-year-old Victor is a fabulous talent but he has also been a tad rash in his earlier Champions League outings this season.  One more yellow card will bring a suspension but his timing, and more importantly, his concentration, on Wednesday was excellent. This is a player maturing; more to come.

The 1254125 charity cycle left Lurgan this morning for Belfast port where they caught a ferry to Cairnryan. After they set wheel on Scotland they have a 37 mile cycle to Maybole, 7 miles of which is uphill, one of the most difficult parts of the endeavour.

They are people with the spirit of this club pumping through their veins right now. Check out their everyclick page for more information.

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  1. Mea Culpa 12:17

     

    One set of Huns suffering as a result of the actions of another set of Huns. Erm… who cares?!

  2. Green Lantern (((((0))))) on

    I vaguely remember The Ontological Proof of the existence of a perfect being(God) along the lines of it would not be possible to conceive of a perfect being unless one existed.

     

     

    It always struck me as utter Magumba, since in my view there is as much proof for the existence of the Tooth Fairy as God, ie no proof exists, religion surely being rather a matter of belief than proof.

  3. Off to the game now, a convincing win today, the players might be a bit fatigued after the efforts of Wednesday, but the confidence will be high, hopefully a good crowd, and some enthusiasm from that crowd will get them going.

     

     

    Enjoy the game Bhoys.

  4. A few nights ago the site was down between 1AM & 9AM.

     

    I made the unfunny joke that Paul had imposed a closedown which might become permanent, in an attempt to cut out some of the surly & deeply personal attacks which seem to proliferate on the Twilight Zone.

     

     

    I am now not sure that it wouldn’t be a good idea.

     

    The same people endlessly making these hurtful posts is tiresome to say the least.

     

     

    Get a grip.

  5. south of tunis

     

    Or the brave guy I spotted walking through Shawlands wearing a t-shirt proclaiming. “British justice – if your Irish – your guilty”

     

    Probably on his way to Celtic Park

  6. In Caltanissetta last night .

     

     

    Walked past a memorial to all those who died for ” the country ”

     

     

    Walked pst a memorial to all those who died fighting” fascism ”

     

     

    Walked past a memorial to all those killed by ” The Mafia “.

     

     

    Walked past a graffito which said —–

     

     

    ” **** war **** warmongers **** those who think that war is sexy and exciting “.

     

     

    Time to go harvest some oranges .

  7. PF

     

     

    The Lions regularly played to 26,000 *Estimated Att* Glasgow Evening Times.

     

     

    The days of 60,000 against St Johnstone have gone for now, Celtic will cut their cloth accordingly.

     

     

    Paul67 wrote an article about two years ago about how we’d regroup get smaller and strengthen

     

     

    p.s. you’ll end up having been cheaper with a ST (⊙_⊙)

  8. BSR

     

     

    Re cost..nae doubt

     

     

    And I couldn’t get tickets for the CL games ..he’ll mend me ..lesson well learned

  9. Andrew67

     

    11:59 on

     

    11 November, 2012

     

    HT

     

     

    Out the shower.

     

     

    Needle in a haystack csc (:-)

     

     

    My Parent and child tickets for the business lounge are still available !!!!!!!!!!!

     

    A67

     

     

    see my reply at 12:15

  10. Sevco had an artillery gun on the park yesterday? Was someone showing them things that tax money pays for?

     

    Next week at ibrox- massive parade of sacked nhs direct workers

  11. jackie mac

     

    12:18 on

     

    11 November, 2012

     

     

    Of course it is an impossible task. Maybe the answer is to look at how others have tried to prove it and write about that.

     

     

    He should look at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Existence_of_God for a way in to this. No plagiarism mind, though referencing would be great thing to do.

  12. ArranmoreBhoyLXV11 on

    HH

     

     

    So my plastic bottle of water would be confiscated today by stewards at Parkhead, but as stated, artillery guns are acceptable.. Over at the credit dome.

     

     

    Only in Scotland ..

  13. TTTT ,

     

    beers sound good. was supposed to have lunch with sheepie on Friday but plans changed .

     

     

    back on the road again. hint . where do you get sent to when you’re persona non grata ?

     

     

    Sanna

  14. jackie mac

     

    12:18 on

     

    11 November, 2012

     

    —-

     

    Tell him to put his scarf on and look in the mirror,

     

    When I see my daughters with their scarf on I smile and thank God.

     

    Right off to game

  15. tommytwiststommyturns on

    Right, dropping her indoors at airport and then off to Paradise to meet CRC and maybe some new faces outside the Pools office.

     

     

    3-1 to the Bhoys.

     

     

    T4

  16. You cannot prove that God exists

     

    As proof replaces faith and without faith God is nothing….

     

     

    DouglasAdamsCSC

  17. vmhan

     

     

    11:14 on 11 November, 2012

     

    On the way up to CP, I’ve just read back on the kind wishes and words for my dad.

     

    I can’t thank you enough, no words could explain how I feel but your support and thoughts do help.

     

     

     

     

    Saw your comment last night.

     

     

    Its a tough illness for the whole family,my granny suffered years with it and was very difficult for everyone especially my mammy.

     

     

    Thoughts and prayers for yourself and your family.

  18. FRom today’s Sunday Independent ( a newspaper which is often critical of Celtic)

     

     

    Two days later and we still hadn’t worked out whether it was their underdog status, or the ancient pull of the tribe, that had us rooting for Celtic before the night was out.

     

     

    One way or another it came as a surprise because the last time we took even a passing interest in the Glasgow club was back when Henrik Larsson was banging in the goals.

     

     

    Since then Scottish football had receded further into the backwaters, dwarfed by the Premier League and irrelevant in Europe, while Celtic themselves remained mired in the sectarian cesspit with their city enemy Rangers.

     

     

    A plague on both their houses: the game was passing them by, the world was passing them by.

     

     

    Barcelona on Wednesday night would be everything that the Old Firm were not: artists and peaceniks, spreading the love with their beautiful play, preaching the brotherhood of man through their humility and harmony. When they are passing the ball around it is as if they are passing the universal joint around, inviting everyone to inhale the healing vibes of peace and goodwill. If Lionel Messi were a politician, he would be Gandhi — the Mahatma Messi.

     

     

    And now here they were, fetching up in this grim old industrial town with its Balkan hatreds, its primitive football and its appalling food. Barca were bringing their ballet to a bunch of cloggers. They would be kicked up and down the field for their troubles.

     

     

    Though Celtic were our neighbours, one couldn’t in all conscience cheer for them against the good guys, the Gary Coopers, the white knights in an otherwise tawdry world. No, it wouldn’t be right, it wouldn’t even be moral.

     

     

    But bedad, right or wrong, it didn’t take long to start deviating from the one true path. We found ourselves being lured to the dark side, almost against our will. Barcelona’s siege had started early. But with every tackle, with every Celtic clearance, another piece of our resolve crumbled. The longer the home side held out, the stronger the gravitational pull became.

     

     

    Indeed it had set in before a ball was kicked at all, when both sides walked out to a thunderous roll of noise. And when Victor Wanyama, Celtic’s emerging Kenyan star, powered a header home in the 20th minute, all resistance crumbled, like a storm levee washed away in a tidal flood. The roar around Celtic Park was volcanic. “It is no myth,” wrote a visiting journalist, Joan Poqui, in Mundo Deportivo, “the stadium, literally, shook.”

     

     

    What’s more, the home players didn’t resort to kicking and hacking. Their discipline in fact was nigh immaculate. They were defending with rigour and intelligence. In the 12th minute, as Alexis Sanchez jinked past him in the penalty area, Celtic’s Nigerian centre back Efe Ambrose was visibly tempted into sticking out a leg. It would have led to an almost certain penalty. But he didn’t; he resisted.

     

     

    It was one of many alarms on the night. Barcelona did what they always do when faced with a stacked defence. They probed and jabbed; they kept the ball moving; they watched and waited. They dragged Celtic’s players hither and thither, as if on a string, trying to stretch them sufficiently to engineer a corridor, a channel no wider than a bowling alley, through which they could spear the slicing pass.

     

     

    They found these openings too, but the home side scrambled superbly all night, getting a body in the way at the moment of maximum danger. When the defence was finally breached, Fraser Forster pulled off the saves, a string of them.

     

     

    In the 29th, Messi darted into a tiny pool of space inside the penalty area, surrounded by five Celtic players. Andres Iniesta pinged the ball into him. Messi tamed it with merely a dab of his right foot and, in the same movement, turned and let fly with his left. The defenders, though all within touching distance, couldn’t get to him. Forster tipped it onto the crossbar with the seams on the fingertips of his gloves.

     

     

    Celtic, it need hardly be said, never have to be so concentrated in routine matches. Their opponents in Scotland don’t demand it of them. They can win without anything near this level of physical effort and mental application. The challenge was in the chasm between what they were used to, week in, week out, and what they were now trying to do. It was like a high jumper suddenly having to jump a foot higher than his previous personal best.

     

     

    In the first half they were at times struggling to hold on, just poking the ball away in tackles only to find it coming straight back at them again. In the second they showed signs that they were acclimatising, reading the Barcelona ball earlier, making the interception and actually carrying it downfield. This was a team developing and growing on the hoof.

     

     

    Their manager Neil Lennon rightly received generous recognition afterwards. It was the coaching achievement of his career. One wonders if he, and the club in general, have been liberated by the absence of Rangers from the SPL this season. Instead of being dragged back eternally into that squalid turf war, they could devote themselves to bigger and better things.

     

     

    With one giant leap on Wednesday they were free of all that insular, pernicious nonsense. It’s a forlorn hope perhaps, but one would like to think that for Celtic there will be no going back.

     

     

    thecouch@independent.ie

     

     

    – Tommy Conlon

  19. Green Lantern (((((0))))) on

    Re. the militaristic rally at Aye Brokes yesterday attended by the usual fat redneck angry white men and involving at one point an artillery gun.

     

     

    What are they so angry about?

     

     

    What are they trying to compensate for by displaying these big weapons?

     

     

    The psychology is fascinating, if a bit obvious.

  20. That sunday indo article manages to be begrudgingly complimentary, patronising and lazy all in the one go. Bearing in mind its dublin base to describe glasgow as a grim industrial city (where was he put up? The cheap hotel on paisley road west whose name escapes me?) and appalling food? Again where did he eat? I know dublin well. I would take glasgow over it every time in terms of food, attractiveness and things to do.

     

     

    I feckin despise the southern establishment press as much as i loathe the scottish msm