If these clowns had taken the time to actually read more than the headline they would have seen that BDO, Hearts' administrators, have asked the Scottish Government for help in dealing with their counterparts in Lithuania. Salmond has agreed to help, as has the Lithuanian ambassador to the UK, if the situation becomes political. That's the key point. The Scottish Government is not dipping into funds to bail Hearts out, nor is it trying to intervene with creditors; it is going to help if matters BECOME POLITICAL. I know that's hard for the Bisto Kids to understand but, chances are, Salmond and the Scottish Government pobably won't be needed.
The administrators of UBIG, who own fifty percent of Hearts, are doing something that seems alien to administrators in Scotland, especially when it comes to football clubs: they are trying to get the best deal for the creditors! This means that the Hearts fans trying to buy the club might have their CVA proposals rejected if the Lithuanian administrators feel that the creditors might be best served in some other way, including liquidation. Amazingly, the Lithuanian administrators are acting like proper administrators. It is no concern of theirs to be keeping 'big hooses' open; their job is to recoup as much money as possible for the creditors. I think the likes of Duff and Phelps could learn a lesson or two there!
Of course, the Scottish Government might feel it has to step in if the Lithuanian Government gets involved. For example, the Lithuanian Government might attempt to influence, or even intimidate creditors into turning down the CVA proposals. Imagine some greasy foreign government thinking it has the right to interfere in private business like that! Imagine a government trying to put pressure on creditors to act in a certain way! Imagine? It's already happened here. As the Bisto Kids are prone to forget, Alex Salmond tried to lean on HMRC to accept Hughie Green's CVA proposals. And yet, they still berate him and accuse him of doing nothing to help 'Rainjurz'! If this underhand, immoral and quite possibly illegal move was not trying to help them, then I don't know what is.
Over at the Ponderosa they've still got the wagons circled as the attacks go on. The place is now being run by a gangster and a guy that gets people drunk, videos them and then puts the 'shocking' results on the internet for all to see. What's not to like?
Demands are being made to divulge the identities of those involved in the two companies, Margarita Holdings and Blue Pitch Holdings, which, between them, own fifteen percent of Bisto FC or the Holding Company or whatever the story is this week. Speculation is rife over who these folk might be, with Craig Whyte and Hughie Green being the favoured candidates. There is also the little matter of who owns Ibrox etc. Stockbridge might have claimed to have the deeds in his safe but that proves nothing whatsoever. What is important is whose name is on it. The reticence at revealing this shows that the dodgy dealings are still going on at Ibrox.
Laughably, those that support the board say that it has already been proven that Whyte is no longer involved by the Pinsent-Masons enquiry. Again, however, nobody is allowed to see this hallowed document and are just supposed to take the word of the shysters at Ibrox that it says what they say it does. Our media, as usual, have just swallowed this whole and nobody deems it worth investigating or even asking questions about. And you thought the 'succulent lamb' days disappeared with Traynor!
Meanwhile The Messiah has climbed back on his dinosaur and high-tailed it back to the veld. The rumour is that he had a closer look at the Bisto accounts and didn't like what he saw. Presumably, all the gravy has already been mopped up! It begs the question, though, that if he saw accounts that he didn't like, then what was all that guff that was peddled to the Stock Exchange, and the public, last month? It sounds like the ghost of David Murray still haunts those oak-panelled corridors.
I remember a few years back I was teaching a class of Primary 3s. Next door, in the P2 class, was a nasty little bully. He pushed people about constantly, both in the class and in the playground, swore at the teacher and would ruin other children's art work just for the hell of it. Of course, his parents wouldn't hear a word against him, and threatened to go to a solicitor and the newspapers if the headteacher tried to exclude him. One morning, as we were bringing the lines in, I noticed that a new pupil had arrived next door. Little Bully went up to the new boy in the cloakroom and, by way of introduction, pushed him onto the floor. Imagine his surprise when the new boy picked himself up and punched Little Bully a cracker right in the jaw. Instead of fighting back, Little Bully just stood there and screamed at the top of his voice, yelling for his mother. The new boy was given the customary talking-to but, secretly, the staff felt like giving him a bar of chocolate. That was Little Bully's career over as, thereafter, everyone retaliated if he tried any of his tricks.
So what does this heartwarming story have to do with anything? Well, bullies aren't just confined to schools. There is a certain blogger that has long delighted in giving out phone numbers and e-mail addresses for the Ibrox baboon troop to do with what they will. He has never condemned any violence or death threats, even when made by the Bisto Kids against their own board members. I tell a lie, he helped to perpetuate the myth of the 'riot' at Tannadice by Celtic supporters. So he will condemn violence but only if it suits his agenda; and if no violence is forthcoming from certain quarters, he will invent stories that it is.
Anyway, this clown has now got a taste of his own medicine, having received what he calls a 'threatening e-mail.' So what was the content of said e-mail? Did it say, 'Ah'm gonny kull you, ya pish-stained auld alkie'? No. Along with details of Leggat's address it said, 'Gotcha!' Well, bugger me with a ragman's trumpet! That's scary, eh? Apparently it came, or purported to come, from Jim Park, whom Hughie Green brought on board last year to drum up investors. According to Leggat, he had previously been sent an e-mail from this same source, which said:
“ the club, via Stockbridge/Mather is going to bankrupt and crush you. Mather said he was going to crush Paul Murray, Malcolm Murray, Chris Graham and Leggo.”
So there you go, the Bisto Kids can now sing the 'verse that everybody denies' when belting out God Save The Queen, with only a minor change:
"...and like a torrent rush, rebellious huns to crush!'
It has a good ring to it, don't you think? Of course, Leggat contacted the police and, in his usual way, exaggerates their reaction. As well as giving the usual advice on security and keeping safe, Scotland's finest have apparently, on this occasion, stepped up police patrols to provide Leggat's home with 'an extra measure of security.' Stepped up? You mean there are always regular patrols around Chez Leggat? To those of us that haven't seen hide or hair of a policeman in years it's comforting to know that our council tax is being spent on making sure an auld alkie can lie in his pish undisturbed!
Leggat saves the best for last. He says that the police have not installed a panic button. He doesn't need one, he claims, as he's not one for panicking. He extends the following threat to whoever sent the e-mail:
"If you do intend to come calling, how many of you will there be? And the advice is that if you do decide to pay me a visit, you should all bring your own panic buttons."
Why? What's he going to do? Possibly he might breathe on them, which is enough to frighten off even the bravest of fellows. You certainly wouldn't want to be smoking anywhere near that!
"Ma auld, Presbyterian granny was aye fond-y quotin' the Good Book 'n 'at. Wanny ma favourites wiz: Dae unto others, but don't dae unto me!"
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