You’re making Whyte look silly

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When asked if the £33m he claimed to have lodged for the purchase of Rangers, was “Your own money from your own personal wealth?” in today’s Scotland on Sunday (SoS), Craig Whyte told the newspaper, “Yes, that was done as far back as November 2010.”  Perhaps not the most useful information to put into the public domain during divorce proceedings.

I think every single one of you who referred to Craig Whyte as a billionaire, or the cheeky “MBB” (Motherwell born billionaire) owes him an apology.  While Hero Whyte didn’t deny he was a billionaire he told SoS he doesn’t “talk about [his]personal wealth to anybody” and that those of you who make continual references to his considerably wealth are “making [him]look silly”.

Let’s be clear, this man does not need you to make him look silly.  Please desist and apologise.

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  1. Had a wee hangover today and spent it with the wife and kids, (predending to feel fine).

     

    Got home just before 4 and took the dog for a walk whilst listening to the radio via my phone.

     

    Half listening to the 4 o clock news. When the sport news arrives my ears perk up, Rangers lose by 2 to nil

     

    to d utd. I shouted yes with a clenchid fist punching the air. To say i got a few funnay looks would be an understatement.

     

    The most pleasant hangover in a while !

  2. From the Rangers Tax Case, linked above.

     

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    As for the most recent wave of insolvency rumours, I can confirm that Rangers had instructed their legal advisors to prepare for a possible filing at the end of the transfer window. However, I chose to sit on this story as it was likely to be misinterpreted. There are many tactical reasons why a company might want the option of filing on a given date, but later chose to not go ahead. There are many factors that would affect Whyte’s decision to file- and the simple truth is that we do not have access to enough information to make any statement about a date when receivership or administration would become his best option. In the avalanche of posting on this site, it has become difficult to filter out mischief making from informed commentary.  Whyte could file tomorrow or several months from now. The exact date does not matter too much. All sides will have had ample time to prepare their positions and refine their strategies. The only certain outcome is that Scotland’s top law firms are going to be busy.

  3. ‘GG – Raul’s interests in styles outside of “traditional” country were very apparent on Trampoline and Music for All Occasions. Haven’t heard the rumors you mentioned but will definitely keep on the lookout for any news.

  4. @jude2005 is Neil Lennon \o/

     

     

    Not much of a dancer…more of a live music junkie myself. I’ll leave the line dancing to the tourists!

     

     

    TT

  5. Good to see NL at swinecastle with the Celtic jacket on today.

     

    That bhoy is a proper fan living our dreams for us !

  6. jude2005 is Neil Lennon \o/ on

    Night all.

     

     

    They must have saw it cummin. Deny Deny Deny then the cock cried thrice!!!

  7. Scotpatsfan

     

     

    Yeah, caught it tonight during the highlights.

     

    I loved it , how many execs must that have pissed off amongst Edinburghs less pleasant .

  8. Bill Leckie The Sun

     

     

    IT’S like Cameron and Clegg squabbling over whose half of the ConDem coalition is less obnoxious.

     

     

    It’s Jedward bitch-slapping each other about who’s the more annoying.

     

     

    It is, to water down an expression that couldn’t possibly be used in print, idiots calling idiots idiots.

     

     

    So can we not just stop this pointless bickering? And agree that EVERYONE involved in the terminal decline of Rangers as a viable business is hopeless?

     

     

    One day it’s the old regime calling Craig Whyte for everything. The next it’s Whyte claiming the crew he inherited it from are the bad guys.

     

     

    But let’s forget taking sides here, because it’s as pointless as deciding what factor of sun cream to wear in a nuclear war.

     

     

    Truth is, there’s not a board member or a hired hand, past or present, who can claim the moral high ground in this sorry tale of financial mismanagement and sheer incompetence.

     

     

    Harsh? Who cares. They deserve it, every one of them.

     

     

    Whyte’s doing more to knacker any chance of Four In A Row than Celtic could if they went unbeaten from now till May.

     

     

    He has all the charisma of cold Bovril. He’s as believable as Brucie Forsyth’s syrup.

     

     

    So what does that say for your Alistair Johnstons and the like, the ones he drop-kicked into touch the minute he got his feet under the table?

     

     

    Pretty much that if they can’t outsmart Whyte, what chance have they with the Taxman?

     

     

    And what of the one name that’s been kept well out of things this week? That of D. Murray Esquire?

     

     

    I warned for about a dozen years that his my-tenner-to-your-fiver bravado was bound to end in tears, that there wasn’t one other tentacle of his empire that ran on such shaky principles as Rangers.

     

     

    And every time, the ink was barely dry before he picked up the phone to one of his media puppies to spin the line that everything was hunky dory.

     

     

    Well, it never was. For Rangers, it might never be again.

     

     

    And Murray has to take his share of the rap.

     

     

    The internet’s been buzzing all week with gags about knighthoods being stripped for the crime of bringing historic institutions to their knees — but in all seriousness, the comparison between Sir David and Fred Goodwin IS one worth making.

     

     

    Spending money that didn’t exist, speculating on over-priced purchases with no residual value, culling low-paid staff when profits dried up, staying tight to the right people in high places while keeping pet journalists on a short leash.

     

     

    Yes, the guy taught The Shred everything he knows…

     

     

    So between Sir D, your Alistair Johnstons, your Martin Bains, your John McClellands, your Craig Nice-But-Dims and more, there should be more collective guilt sloshing around than in the Royal Bank boardroom at bonus time.

     

     

    Yet all they do is point the finger at each other.

     

     

    And the wettest of them all? Sploosh forward Ali Russell, their grandly-titled chief operating officer.

     

     

    He arrived at Ibrox after a stint in charge of Scottish swimming. Which at least gave him plenty experience of being this far out of his depth.

     

     

    Because boy, is he floundering. The babbling embodiment of everything that’s wrong with a club engulfed in a tidal wave of crisis.

     

     

    Look at the way he’s handled the Jelavic business.

     

     

    The only way he could look any more ineffectual right now would be if he started drawing a wee love-heart over the ‘i’ at the end of his name.

     

     

    And by the way, what’s THAT about? Is he testing the tolerance levels of the fans by converting to Islam one bit at a time? Is he Broxi’s long-lost brother? Or did he idolise Saddam’s right-hand man, Chemical Ali?

     

     

    We may never know for sure. But what IS crystal clear is that if what Coisti told the world on Fridi is to be believed, then what Ali claimed was the real story behind Niki signing for Moyesi was one big porki.

     

     

    Though then again, who CAN you trust to be honest about what is going on at Ibrox these days?

     

     

    I’m the first one to cane the Ibrox bigot brigade for dragging their club’s name through the mud. But at least with them what you see is what you get, at least they have no hidden agenda.

     

     

    And at least there’s no argument that they really DO put their money where their mouth is, not just claim that they do.

     

     

    So, yes, I feel sorry for them as the club they love — no matter how misguided their way of expressing that love — has the life squeezed out of its lungs.

     

     

    Granted, their pain is all relative; Rangers still pay better wages, have far greater income and stand a way better chance of winning things than most of the rest of Scottish football put together.

     

     

    But that doesn’t make their current plight any easier to take than it was for Celtic punters when they teetered on the brink of oblivion 21 years ago.

     

     

    As it turns out, of course, that financial debacle was just about the best thing that ever happened to the Parkhead club.

     

     

    It forced them into the modern era, made them more transparent in their dealings, led to a new-look stadium and eventually to a European final.

     

     

    So who knows, maybe Rangers too can come out the other side of this predicament stronger.

     

     

    All they need… well, all they need is their own Fergus McCann. A self-motivated, hard-assed dictator who makes no bones about wanting to make money out of making them a successful company.

     

     

    Is that someone out there? Someone — or even a cabal of someones — with the wherewithal to see the tax problems through, finance new players, spruce up the stadium and walk away with a monster wedge and a grateful ovation five or ten years down the line?

     

     

    A shambolic cup exit at the end of a traumatic week rammed home the message that Rangers need to find that saviour now more than ever.

     

     

    But as the boos rang round a half-empty stadium, you had to ask whether even the world’s richest Bluenoses might think about putting their money somewhere it would be a bit more secure.

     

     

    Like a furnace.

  9. TT

     

    Yip. Giants with only one timeout will have no time to respond if the Pats score.

     

     

    SPF

  10. When did Leckie decide he wasn’t a “media puppy” ?

     

    A poor journalist amongst poor journalists.

  11. First and goal

     

    Another Pats timeout and Giants will run the clock down to enable Tynes have a chip shot.

     

    Can you imagine the pressure

  12. WOW! The Pats let them score so they could preserve some time on the clock for their last drive.