It looks like Maryhill was the place to be yesterday, as the newly promoted Sevco capped a great first season in the top flight, with as the radio put it, ‘a top four finish and European football’, although the second part is debatable.
Two late goals secured all three points for the new club, coming from behind against their nearest rivals, Partick Thistle, in the Glasgow Derby.
The win was a massive relief for the manager, who despite having the best squad of players in Scotland, saw his team humiliated in their two previous matches, at Hampden and Ibrokes, against champions Celtic.
TV pictures showed the Portuguese throw off his normally cool exterior, to celebrate the late win by jumping about mad with his assistants, like a massive weight was taken off his shoulders.
This in part will be to deflect from his tactical genius, (his substitute, the £6m rated McKay scored the equaliser) that will no doubt be compared to his hugely successful predecessors Sally and Warbiola, although Pedro IS performing these mini-miracles without the need of a magic hat.
The late win also sparked jubilation among the away support, who decided to grace the Firhill pitch with a mini-invasion of sorts. Unlike the previous week, no opposing player was accosted or racially abused, probably because they won.
Ecstatic, the ‘fans’ left the pitch to continue with where they left off with their Bigotfest.
Reaching such dizzy heights will only serve as a reminder that ‘the gap’ isn’t as big as some thought. It’s only a mere 36 points and 61 goals.
If only the season lasted a wee bit longer…
We’ve all heard the radio ads, “If you’re aged between 50 and 75 and suffer from memory loss…..”.
There’s obviously a market for products that can help with such things, and after the evidence given by them at the Craig Whyte fraud trial, David Murray, Walter Smith and Ally McCoist seem to be prime prospects.
On countless occasions during the trial at Glasgow’s High Court, the three amigos have utter the very same words, ‘I don’t recall‘ followed by attending that meeting, reading that email or a conversation that’s taken place.
Sometimes a combination of all three!
This handy phrase seems to have been used when defence QC Donald Findlay has asked a very pertinent or awkward question of the witnesses.
And on every occasion, when the witness has tried to wriggle out of an answer, good old lamp chops provides a hard copy of evidence, along with a stern reminder of who’s boss in the court. He’s playing a blinder.
As the case goes on, it’s clear the business dealings of Rangers (IL) particularly from 2009, was an absolute shambles.
With still a long time and a lot of evidence yet to be presented, one thing’s for sure, the memory loss business will be booming come the end of the trial…
The SFA have this unique ability to get the simplest of things wrong, particularly when the world is watching them.
It must be their years of practice that makes them so proficient at it.
Their most recent and obvious ‘faux pas’ comes with their approval of Sevco chancer Dave King, as being a ‘fit and proper’ person to run a football club.
His acceptance was even more bizarre, when you consider his involvement as a director of the liquidated Rangers, a position that should have excluded him from holding office at a Scottish Football club for five years. The same should have applied to his crony Paul Murray.
Denying his application would have meant the SFA applying the rules. Unfortunately, history tells us the people in suits that roam the sixth floor of Hampden have a propensity for bowing to any club that plays out of Ibrox.
There was a time when they would have got away with it, but in this information age, fans and clubs are more demanding in knowing what’s going on.
We too can check the rules, to see if they are being applied correctly.
When Stewart Regan was appointed President of the SFA, succeeding the corrupt Campbell Ogilvie, he told the public there would be a more transparent body at Hampden.
That was just a lie.
In fact, I’m sure when Dave King swept to power at Ibrox, he told the Gullibears the exact same thing.
That too was a lie.
Just shows how much in common Regan and King have…
Today April 12th, is the day Sevco’s Messiah Dave KIng has to make a formal offer of 20p per share to buy out the rest of the club’s shareholders.
The ruling of the Takeover Panel, deemed King and his cronies acted more as a concert party than individuals, is estimated to cost the man described by a South African judge as a ‘glib and shameless liar’ in the region of £12m.
As expected, after the ruling King dismissed the findings and told the waiting press pack that he disagrees and will appeal. Though there is no mechanism for him to do so. (another lie)
It’s been a bad time for King recently, his business interests in South Africa are under greater scrutiny, and only last week his nemesis Mike Ashley was allowed by a High Court judge to continue his case against King & Co for terminating their merchandise agreement.
And to make matters worse, if what Phil MacGiollabhain says about the SFA blocking the new club’s entry into Europe should they finish high enough in the league is true, then the Gullibears will have to dig deep to keep the financial basket case alive.
If they believe his latest PR stunt that money if available to back their new manager Pedro, whilst the need soft loans to keep the lights on, then hell mend them.
Because when he goes, which could be any time, Mark Warburton, his fellow directors, the players AND the fans will all get the blame. Like a true glib and shameless liar that he is…
After pulling off what was described by the Daily Record’s Gavin Berry, a masterstroke, substituting three players at half-time in his quest to rescue a point at home to third bottom Motherwell, Sevco’s Pedro Caixinha has just gone and done it again!
This time his masterstroke is naming his side to play Kilmarnock a full 30 hours before kick-off.
Except his plan has one small flaw. He’s only named ten players!
We can exclusively reveal this was in fact deliberate by the Govan Mourinho, in a bid to try and confuse their Ayrshire cousins, Elbows and Co, down at Rugby Park.
Pedro, will play a full team, with his heavily disguised 11th man making an appearance when he decides to field him.
Is there no end to this man’s genius?
After securing a point on Saturday, it looks like he’s going all out for three points tomorrow night!
And to reiterate the chant from the Gullibears, ‘the Rangers*(IL) are coming’, but we don’t know how many…
*If the new No 3 at Ibrokes can count, he’ll be in a better position than the manager. But it’s a big IF considering the candidates!
Since the day it was born, Sevco, the bastard child of Rangers has had a precarious existence.
It was created from the body parts of a cheating club, and like a Frankenstein creature has lived in a world of it’s own, with scant regard for anyone or anything, operating a hand t mouth existence.
In all honesty. it’s been a blight on Scottish Football from the outset.
But that may be about to change, and for the good of the game, with the famous ‘walking away’ a theme that’s been mooted by the Ibrox outfit from the beginning, about the haunt them.
Except, the mantra of NOT walking away, so often used by the failed fat Ally McCoist, doesn’t wear in reality. And here’s why…
Last night three directors of TRFC resigned, Graeme Park, John Gilligan and the wonderfully quiffed Paul Murray, leaving chairman just Stewart Robertson, Andrew Dickson and James Blair as directors.
Their ‘walking away’ comes only a week after the notorious Club 1872 also lost three directors, with the man of many hats, James Blair, still in place on the board. How many ‘jobs’ does this guy have?
All of this upheaval comes in the same week as the lying Messiah jets to from South Africa to meet Pedro, his new manager, and dish out more fantasies to the ever loving media.
The Sevco website described last night’s resignations a restructuring and perfectly normal, as if anything that goes on at the Crumbledome is normal!
Proof of an impending disaster was confirmed when the former 48 hour racist director Chris Graham backed the moves.
Time to stock up on the ice cream and jelly again….