As I grew to manhood, got educated and travelled the world a bit, I would return and shake my head at the backward things I saw and heard at Scottish football grounds. But as I interacted with a wider variety of people I soon realised that much of the tribal chanting at football was empty rhetoric which only a few disturbed souls took seriously. There were and are deep rooted issues of ethnicity and identity in modern Scotland. The Protestant working class in particular have seen vast swathes of their belief system undermined. Industries they dominated have collapsed, few bother with the Kirk and echoes of Empire now seen trite and outdated. Ideas of inclusive Scottish-ness in the new millennium do not sit comfortably with the perceived aping of Ulster Unionist ideologies. The ‘No one likes us we don’t care’ mentality is honestly held by some who follow Rangers. They feel a little betrayed by a society which in many ways sped past them as they sat in time capsule Ibrox.
Joe McBride, for those of you who didn’t see him play was a devastating striker. Short and stocky with immense strength and a ferocious shot in either foot. He was fast, had an impressive leap and a powerful header. He was a defender’s nightmare. Joe specialised in scoring in and around the six yard box but was capable of scoring from any reasonable distance. He was Motherwell’s top scorer for three successive seasons before Celtic’s new manager, a certain Jock Stein, decided that he was worth bringing to Celtic Park. Govan born Joe was a Hoops man all his life and jumped at the chance to join Stein’s emerging team which was to go on to great things at home and in Europe. Joe had racked up 51 goals in 88 games f
The SPL have outlined their plans for the future of Scottish Football and it seems to anyone reading them that the document ‘Your Game, Your Club, Your Future’ would be better called ‘Anything to save the Cheats.’ This disgraceful document, sent to all SFL clubs, outlines 5 scenarios, all of which focus on how to save the cheats. They are as follows:
As a football player, John Brown lacked finesse and any real class. His style relied muscle and attempting to intimidate the opposition. One might be tempted to say that he was a quintessentially Rangers player as the likes of John Grieg, Ian Ferguson, Lee McCulloch and Terry Hurlock were similar