Speaking of referees, there's talk of them maybe going on strike. The issue is that they're 'only' being paid £195 to officiate at Championship matches, while it's £840 per match in the Premiership. Unbelievably, their excuse for wanting more cash is because there are 'high-profile' matches in the Championship involving Hearts, Hibs and Bisto FC! It's not fair, apparently, that somebody can get the full whack for refereeing a match between two 'relatively minor' teams in the Premiership. It seems like they've swallowed the line of The Peeppul and are desperate to make out that the Championship is suddenly something wonderful. Surely if a team is relegated it's no longer 'high-profile'? Or maybe it's just that a certain team, beloved of our footballing hierarchy, is there.
The chance of a strike, it seems, has been averted but it looks like the referees are already on a work-to-rule. It can't be a coincidence that not one Hearts player was sent off on Sunday and not once did the referee point to the spot in the Hearts goal area! Maybe they're going to stick to following the rules at Bisto matches until they get what they want! They better make sure they resolve it quickly or bang goes any chance of Bisto getting into the Premiership!
Meanwhile, Sooperally is getting it in the neck from both sides of the Bisto support. It doesn't matter if they're on McMurdo's side, backing the board through thick and thin, or a member of the Union of Fuckwits, they all agree on one thing: Sooper must go! Not that Sooper gives a shit. He's raking in the cash and can afford so many pies and steak bakes that the bookies are taking bets on how long it'll be before he has to replace that Jacamo suit!
The Legia Warsaw situation has taken a new twist with the revelation that the defender that was banned actually suspected himself that he shouldn't be playing. He was assured by the powers-that-be at Legia that everything was okay. This has changed the mind somewhat of the Polish FA President, who has gone on record to say that the fault lies, not with Celtic or UEFA, but with Legia and nobody else. That's not enough for The Peeppul, though. They've still got the unmitigated gall to go on about sportsmanship and sporting integrity. It doesn't seem to register in those empty skulls of theirs that those phrases imply sticking to the rules. The UEFA rule book states clearly what the penalty is for fielding an ineligible player. The Peeppul, however, are so used to the rule book being bent, and even thrown out, in their favour that they think the same should be done for any opponent of Celtic.
On the Referendum front, did anybody else watch the Andrew Neil programme about what happens after the vote? It turns out that despite all the Bettertogetherers banging on about Salmond having no Plan B, they've got no Plan B either when it comes to Trident. They've got nowhere lined up to put the things if there's a YES vote, saying that there's nowhere else suitable. Of course, we all know what that means: no bugger in England would want them. In other words, the Scottish are second-class citizens and we've to either like it or lump it - unless, of course, we take matters into our own hands...
And news in the Daily Record that Channel 4 is going to broadcast some kind of 'Mockumentary' (their word) called 'Scotland In A Day' when the polls close on September 18th. The production company is asking folk to send them videos of them doing everyday things like brushing their teeth etc. Sounds a hoot! The DR says that the programme is going to feature the 'cream of Scots talent'. Already lined up are Jack Docherty and somebody called Grado. Aye, that sounds like the top of the milk bottle right enough!
Our old pal WullieWontHe on McMurdo's blog has come out with an absolute belter. In fact, there are two belters from him but iantm has already told of one of them over on Bampots Utd. The other one is about George Galloway giving a talk at the Ulster Hall in Belfast. It seems the DUP is up in arms about this and the party's group on Belfast City Council has asked for it to be banned. Councillor Brian Kingston said, "We are deeply concerned that hosting this speaker at this time will be harmful to community relations in Belfast and could incite hatred towards Israeli and Jewish people in our city, as well as causing reputational damage to the council."
This from a man that is wearing an Orange sash on his Facebook page and is a member of a party that's well-known for bigotry and intolerance! Galloway himself sums the situation up succinctly, "To be lectured on good relations by the DUP is a bit like being told to sit up straight by the Hunchback of Notre Dame."
Kingston and his cronies are up in arms about perceived anti-Semitism in Ulster and a plaque showing the birthplace of Chaim Hertzog has had to be removed after being vandalised. Strangely the DUP members are proud of Hertzog, even though he was a British-hating terrorist, the type they always bang on about disliking. Hertzog may have fought in the British Army but after WWII it was off to Palestine, where my old man was one of the British soldiers under attack from both sides as they tried to keep the peace. The Jews that arrived fought the Palestinians and were angered that British forces tried to stop them, hence the terrorism. The King David Hotel, which was used by the British forces, was blown to smithereens by Menachem Begin and his gang. I thought our Loyalist friends were dead against folk that killed British soldiers? It seems that it all depends who did it!
Finally, apropos none of the above, my daughter yesterday succeeded in making me feel like an old fossil. She's been putting in a couple of afternoons a week at one of the local charity shops and was all excited today because somebody had brought in a record player. One of the guys in the shop is a qualified electrician so he tests all electrical goods before they're put on sale. My daughter had never seen a record player before and was dying to try it out. She got to play a 7" single and said that she was amazed how good a sound there was from such an ancient, old machine. I'm crying as I write this. Little shit!
"Aye, it's a hard joab bein' a referee ye know. It's no' aw jist runnin' aboot and blowin' a whistle! Ye've goat tae bae able tae read an' write an' everythin'! An' they red cards weigh a ton. An' it's no' jist that, ye've goat tae use yer imagination an' aw. Wur supposed tae either gie Rangers (sic) a penalty or send somebody aff if thing's urnae gauin' thur wye. An' then waeve goat tae think-y an excuse fur daein' it in the match report! If that disnae deserve extra money Ah don't know what dis. Well, it'll no' bae happenin' tae wae get pyed mair, Masonic handshake or nae Masonic handshake!"
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