One of the things Neil Lennon may have on his agenda for the international break is an inquest into the physical condition of his playing squad. The season is a month old and Celtic have an injury list which would wipe out pretty much every other team in the country. If this was an isolated occurrence it would be no more than curious but we have written about, and discussed, the fragile limbs of Celtic players since the Lennoxtown Training Centre opened nearly five years ago.
Since then Celtic ‘lost’ (more on that at a later date) three leagues by a maximum of six points and lost valuable form and points due to first choice players sitting in the stands on match day.
On Saturday our central midfield was without Ledley, Brown, Wanyama, Kayal and McGeouch (on a non-fitness related injury), while even auxiliary stand-in for central mid, Charlie Mulgrew, was on the list of others getting treatment.
The run of bad luck has moved clearly into the realms of statistical relevance. It is not luck at all, we are doing something wrong.
Football clubs look to sports science to deliver multiple objectives. Competitive pressure is put on players to become faster and to be able to run as effectively late in games as they can in the opening minutes (which for now is a physical impossibility but remains a key target), but we are clearly missing a trick.
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Tom shares his birthday with ole Jesse James…
one was a cowboy the other was born in 1847…… o))
Happy birthday Tom….
The Chinese market idea is inspired.
THE Rangers are going to release that Carl Douglas classic – Kung Fu Fighting – with a video backdrop of their riot in Manchester.
Sure to be a winner…
Ravi,
You lurking???????
Sent SMS this morning………
TBM
Tim Malone Will Tell
LOL
That’s a cracker.
Morning all!
What controversy last night, eh?!
BMCUW
Was not your fault pal!
Just a normal day on CQN!
Ordered Phil’s book but it wont arrive until the 13th at the earliest I have been informed.
Cannae wait!
International football this week-end – p*sh!
HH!!
Forgot to say – I take it the operation to unmask ‘WC Melville’ has begun?
HH!!
Charles Green. Chinese Whispers. Great Wall. Straight Over. Like a Rocket.
The man’s a plum. I don’t think the Chinese are as gullible as the gonzos in Govan.
That is,if he’s telling the truth to begin with. Everything out of his mouth is corkscrewed.
How long,I wonder, before he thinks he’s trousered enough from his new found folly follyers and hotfoots it back to his manse in Yorkshire? Well,at least he’ll achieved the same hateful status within the bloo ordure as CW. His immortality in the dim confines of Mordor is assured.
China? He’s cracking.
Morning Kojo,
Obama has you beaten all ends up, he’s laughing into his fallafal.
Bye bye
Charles Green is Minging
Obama is like Blair….only different.
: > )
Sevco trying to break into the Chinese market = the Great Wail of China.
HH!!
Good morning CQN
Chinese Charlie Green Ducking awful
Keep the Faith
Hail Hail
I’m sure the “We don’t do Wok-ing away” has already been cracked but worth another airing.
lionroars67
07:31 on 5 September, 2012
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Who ate all the rice!
Who ate all the rice!
we all know they are Pecking ducked…
Fat Sally already salivating at the prospect of the Chinese tie-up.
All the dumplings he can eat – dumplings for a dumpling!
HH!!
Panda celebrates Greens Chinese Market claim….
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God Bless Johnny Thompson!
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The ole CQN today is like – CP attendances now that theres no more huns. imo.
Hail Hail
Finally, a definitive and coherent explanation from FF:
“If you are the same club then why are you banned from playing in Europe for 3 seasons
The club now sits in a new company and requires 3 years worth of audited accounts to obtain a licence.
To give an indication of the lack of education among their support, they believe a football club and a company are the same thing. They are not.
The facts are:
1.The Rangers FC was formed in 1872.
2. The Rangers FC was incorporated in 1899 in order to assume commercial and legal idenity. The creation of The Rangers Football Club PLC came into being, it is this which provided the ‘football club’ with a corporate identity.
3. The Rangers Football Club sat in the The Rangers Football Club PLC until May of this year, from which it was transferred out of this holding company into a new holding company, originally titled Sevco with the holding company now known as ‘The Rangers Football Club Ltd’
4. The football club has existed since formation in 1872 and continues to exist – retaining all it’s history, with the ability to add it it – by continuing in a new holding company.
5. The football club has not died, it has not been liquidated and it continues.
6. If anything is to be liquidated, it will be the original holding company – The Rangers Football Club Plc incorporated in 1899. The Rangers Football Club formed in 1872, cannot, has not and will not be liquidated.
7. The Rangers Football Club formed in 1872 now continues under the holding company called ‘The Rangers Football Club Ltd’, it is this holding company that will assume and run business operations and provide the football club with a legal vehicle and corporate identity in which it may operate.”
They had PLCs in 1899?
Holding company?
The RFC sat in the RFC PLC?
All way above my head.
Saw a headline in Daily Express this morning where the government seems to be banning wearing crosses……..!!?? …..will read all of it when I get a minute, but what direction is our society taking ..? …… even from a civil rights perspective……
Top of the morning to you all from a sunny Kingdom of Fife.
Phil’s book on order from Amazon. Will Alistair demand to know who are the people ordering this book?
79caps
07:50 on 5 September, 2012
JOHNNY THOMSON
You quote the above poem from Fife poet William Hershaw which featured in his book entitled “The Cowdenbeath Man”; my favourite from that book is rather shorter than most. It is entitled “Turner Prize”.
Page 52, Turner Prize:
A coo and a cauf
Cut in hauf.
Monaghan1900
09:17 on
5 September, 2012
It matters not, they are in the process of dying and soon will be no more. They can dress it up in any way they wish the facts remain unchanged.
You can put a frock on a donkey it’s still a donkey :-)
Big Nan @ 09.20
Thanks for telling me about The Cowdenbeath Man. I found the William Hershaw poem in “100 Favourite Scottish Football Poems” (Luath Press).
Been watching old episodes of ‘Still Game’ (again!) over the last few days, and noticed that ‘Isa’ wears a crucifix in most, if not all, episodes.
Would not get away with it now I dont think! Not in this ‘enlightened’ day and age!
HH!!
A bhoy at work was telling me that it’s £30 for a ticket for St. Johnstone game next Saturday ?
You know what, the day will not be too far off till – CP will have to lose 20k seats, to build a new Jungle at reduced admission price’s. imo.
£30 for St.Johnstone ? I still canny take that in.
If you’ve ever been had – CSC
When’s the real football back, I,m bored :-(
Jeremykyleiscackcsc
Hail Hail
Off to work
GourockEmeraldBhoy
09:32 on 5 September, 2012
When’s the real football back, I,m bored :-(
Jeremykyleiscackcsc
Hail Hail
Off to work
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I know how you feel m8.
Off to bed – CSC
Happy birthday GCT
59?? You sound older ya grumpy bass.
Thats actually a good explanation from FF. There is only one wee problem with it though.
The Club was the Company and the Company was the Club, kinda like the Holy Trinity, except in this case its the Unholy Duo!
If they insist that they were seperate companies and the Club only played fitba and the company dealt with the money, they are just making it worse for themselves as this means the players for nearl 130 years were paid illegally by a third party that was not the Club itself.
Oh dear, oh dearie dearie me, dammed if you do, dammed if you don’t!
Ah well
hamiltontim
09:22 on
5 September, 2012
Hadn’t figured you for the frock on a donkey type!
Kev Jungle
Paid £30 for a ticket for Rugby Park in April. But it was worth every penny!
The St Johnstone game, ‘though, is an entirely different matter.
HH!!
Old Mel fae Benidorm trying to break into the Chinese market?
Is that the one in Garnethill that sellls the woks and other cooking supplies?
Do they rent out motability scooters as well?
If Sally gets any fatter she’s gonnae need one to get around.
Green Lantern
Sally would need a Long Wheelbase motability scooter with a reinforced seat.
HH!!
Hamiltontim
What if you put lipstick and stilettos on the donkey as well?
You don’t want an ugly wan……..
79 Caps
The book is well worth a buy in my humble opinion. I know nothing of poetry but know what I like and I like Hershaw’s slant on things. His old Scot’s language does take a bit of fathoming mind you.
Try this?
Cowdenbeath Man
In the slow revolving
of the mineral heavy Earth,
how long did the great hump of Hill of Beath
take to make coal?
How long did it press down on rotting woods,
squeezing out fossils?
Did the clouds hurtle overhead
while the continents moved miles by inches?
How much moss greens a stone in a hundred years?
For in that blink of God’s grey een,
one lucky human’s long life,
the coal was found and gutted,
a town was thrown up
then its reason for being thrown on a bing.
In that hundred year span I was a child there.
I grew up jealous of the children who wrote
to ‘My Home Town’ in The Dandy
with their Blackpool Tower and Canterbury Cathedral,
their Adam Smith and Carnegie
while my Cowdenbeath had nothing but people
trying to keep their feet as the mining subsided.
No couthy mercat cross or corbie steps,
no getting on the cover of The People’s Friend,
Broad Street and the low High Street
met at angles like a miner’s broken spine.
Now they have a Leisure Pool and a new golf course,
Shoprite and the Store in competition,
pubs, clubs, bookies and bingo
in the satellite dish shanty scheme of things.
It is like a hundred other small towns
in Scotland’s crowded waist
except,
except
that once
in a hundred thousand years from now
the scientists from Alpha Centauri found
the Cowdenbeath Man.
They dug him out of the coal,
brought him ageless and whole
with a stomach full of fish supper fat,
giro and Labour Party membership intact,
back to the mother craft.
Blackened but perfectly preserved at thirty seven,
with the liver of a ninety year old.
They learned a lot to take home.
After they had gone,
a dwindling, faint light in the sky,
a snell December wind blew over the grasses and moss
that had heaped upon Cowdenbeath.
It was as if the Great War
or the twenty-six strike
or Scargill or the Poll Tax
or the rising tide that drowned us
had never been
on the slow revolving, mineral heavy Earth.