The newspapers, of course, go down the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy route, with Don't Panic as their motto. All Sooper requires, it seems, is time. The big question is, however, how much bloody time does he need? It's interesting to compare how our Fourth Estate treats Ronny Deila. He's barely in the door but already they've got him losing the changing room, being tactically unaware and basically not having a clue what he's doing. Meanwhile, Sooperally has had three years, one with Oldco, two with Newco, to get bedded in but, apparently, he still needs time. I mean...what?
Barry Ferguson, EBT, is in the Daily Record today, telling The Peeppul to calm down. The match against Hibs was just 'a bad day at the office' according to Baz. Er...what about the last match against them when the referee had to come to the rescue? What about that draw with Alloa? No need to worry, Barry tells us, as Bisto FC was 'outstanding' against a team of linoleum cutters from Kirkcaldy. (Do they still make linoleum there?). As for signings, who needs youngsters when you've got 'Boydy' and...er...Milly? Any club in the land would 'bite your hand off' for either of those two and...wait for it...Celtic were interested in the fat penalty taker over the summer! (Where the hell did he pull that one from?) Imagine the fun if Celtic had signed him with Deila trying to get him to live on muesli and Ryvita! The 'Inch War' right enough!
McMurdo says that for many of The Peeppul the penny dropped on Monday night. I take it he includes himself in that as well. For ages he's been banging on and on about how Rangers (sic) were improving and 'coming down the road' while Celtic were going backwards. It seems he's changed his mind now, harping on about huge gaps between Celtic and Bisto FC.
"I watched Hearts get taken to the cleaners by a poor Celtic team last week and there is no doubt that Hearts are the best team in Rangers’ (sic) division. This is the gap that must be filled and what is really disappointing is not that there is such a gap but that it is becoming increasingly clear that the present Rangers (sic) management team do not have what is required to even come close to filling that gap."
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear! He also points out that "It isn’t going to get any better." McMurdo's solution, of course, is that they need a leader, somebody that can grab hold of the situation etc etc. Unfortunately, as he points out himself, Bisto FC can't afford to sack Sooper. The only way they can get somebody new in is if some gazillionaire comes in and takes over. McMurdo has been bleating about this for a while now, begging somebody, anybody, to come in and pish away, I mean pump their money into Bisto. Would the current incumbents, however, be willing to sell up? How can The Peeppul persuade them? Well, I've got an idea, Bill, old son, what about a boycott, eh?
What's really got The Peeppul choking on their own bile is the way Sooperally has blamed Mohsni for the defeat. You could understand if he was admitting that Mohsni is a crap defender and was lucky not to be sent off. He also decided to have a go at The Peeppul themselves in the crowd. But, no. What Sooper is angry about is that Mohsni bad-mouthed Hibs before the game and this helped to inspire the Hibs team. They're almost apoplectic about this; it's not the Rangers (sic) way to go about blaming others for your own mistakes etc etc. But some of McMurdo's disciples look on the bright side; at least their enemies and those that tried to kill Rangers (sic) are soon going to get their comeuppance. Er...wait a minute...
Meanwhile, the Daily Record wants us all to sign a petition to make sure that Westminster does not renege on all the promises made to Scotland during the referendum. They don't seem to understand that it was this kind of thing that we were voting YES to get rid of. Instead of our own government, making its own decisions on our behalf, we have to write a begging letter to London! "Mind they promises ye telt us aw? Aye, Ah know it wiz Gordon Brown that said it. Aye, Ah know he's no' goat enny power but yous said yez wid dae it! C'moan! Gonny dae it, eh? Please, gonny dae it? Wull bae yer bestest pals 'n 'at. Gonny...gonny...gonny...
It seems that everywhere you look there is some evidence of fraud during the referendum. I have to say that I've changed my mind and I now think there is definitely something in the allegations. As for moving on, as I was recommending in my last blog, fuck that furra game-a soldiers! Were the bettertogetherers going to move on and live with it if it had been a YES victory? As they all let us know in no uncertain terms: no they weren't. So why the hell should we? So get joining the SNP or the Greens or the SSP and a big GIRFUY to all those that voted NO!
My latest book should be finished quite soon as I got into a bit of a flow and have been banging out the chapters every night. I was feeling a bit down after writing about all the bigotry and hatred of the early 20th Century, so I thought I'd take a break from all that and have a look at the newspaper and football forums. Guess what?
Training day at Murray Park.
Eh-Oh, Eh-Oh we are the Billy Boys...
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