That’s for his line manager to worry about. Equally so Raskin after their “goal”. You’d like to think that new owners would see some correlation between employees & fans behaviour. I hae ma doots…
That’s for his line manager to worry about. Equally so Raskin after their “goal”. You’d like to think that new owners would see some correlation between employees & fans behaviour. I hae ma doots…
Plenty of things to be unhappy about at Celtic but worrying about what another team’s mascot does is one rabbit hole too many to go down
The Beeb is not meant to be the propaganda arm of the UK gvt. If you live anywhere other than the SE of England it sure feels like it. Long past time the Beeb was scaled back.
Three random blokes or three Rangers fans? The press are gutless sycophants
Brushes need replaced
To temper reality £10m buys you 5m shares. There are almost 100m shares. It’s a start but that’s all it is.
Let’s buy their academy…
For in the back of his jeans as his shirt rode up as he stood my farmer buddy had, there for all to see, was a very large pistol. Not a revolver but one of those police issue automatic things.
I noticed the same bulge at the back of one or two other “farmers”.
I often wonder if Aviator guy was at that checkpoint…
I did what every self respecting law abiding citizen would do.
I ordered them all another tequila.
I was poured into an SUV and driven off to the airport. Didn’t even blink an eye at an army machine gun best at a checkpoint on the highway
Yes dear reader, I had just had lunch, gotten shitfaced with & invited to golf much of the local drug cartel.
At that precise moment I freeze. Even in my tequila infused pished state it all comes clear. My blood runs cold.
The invitation. The empty restaurant. The obsequious waiters. The tequila one upmanship. The ridiculing of each other.
Still all good fun. I invite them to all to play golf in Barbados as guests of my company. Much back slapping & tequila glass clinking ensues,
Then I notice one of the farmers gets up to go to the loo…
This continues with all the farmers buying ever more expensive tequila. The decaf director joins in.
The tequila by this point has gold leaf and worms in it and we’ve had at least 8.
The conversation between the farmers now has an edge as they trade/ridicule each other
The farmer next to the tequila guy beckons over the waiter, orders something and announces that we will have an even better tequila than the first.
The shots arrive & are immediately downed. The next farmer calls the waiter over, orders and an even more expensive tequila arrives.
As we finish dessert, one of the farmers calls over a waiter. Orders something then announces in English that it’s traditional to have a tequila after a meal.
Everyone roars their approval and as soon as the shots arrive they are enthusiastically downed including by yours truly.
Now I’ve met a few coffee farmers in my time from Indonesia, Brazil and Zimbabwe. They all had one thing in common. They were dirt poor.
These guys were not. I surmised they were the landowners and tucked into the meal.
It was delicious. Conversation was fun and relaxed.
The farmers arrive, they also get a bow from the overly attentive waiting staff.
They are all dressed the same. Checked shirt, jeans, studded belt, cowboy hat and boots.
A couple have a gold tooth in their smile. All speak English & are full of bonhomie.
I take my seat alongside the coffee company MD who was my driver in the red Toyota incident as well as the decaf factory director and his deputy.
He tells me we will be joined by some of the local coffee farmers.
“How nice” I think. Giving a little back. That’s good.
We are ushered upstairs where we are greeted by a waiter who, I kid you not, bows at us.
The top tier of the restaurant is the same size as the bottom tier that is rammed full of 100+ folk
The upstairs is completely empty save for one big round table set for 10 people.
All is going very well and the very nice director in charge says he has organised lunch at a nearby restaurant.
We walk down & approach restaurant.
It is mobbed. Not a spare seat to be had and a queue of people waiting to go in.
We just walk by them & are very warmly greeted by proprietors
Time for Mexico story Part 2. The Cordoba Lunch.
You may recall your author had previously been held up by the Mexican army at gun point as they searched for a drug dealer.
After a change of underwear and another couple of flights I am in Veracruz province visiting a decaffeinated coffee factory
It’s not what you’ve got, it’s what you do with it.
Our football business model is nearly 3 decades out of date.
All but ignore data analytics in favour of a Rolodex.
Omnipotent shareholder with no football nous makes decisions based on personal preferences.
Total modernisation required.
No. KT can’t do 90 yet & Saracchi likely plays 90 in Stuggart. Dont think it’ll really matter tbh. Expecting to lose by at least 2, probably 3. We’re outgunned in midfield and powderpuff upfront.
No way MON is playing Murray at Ibrox. Arthur looks a better ball carrier than any of our CHs. He’ll partner Scales.
Celtic are getting nothing at Ibrox. We’d probably lose with neutral refs anyway but we will definitely lose with that ref/var combo
BW has no authority to do anything. Club is just yanking Collective’s chain. DD is sulking & told them to offer nothing. Nicholson likely working notice. Not even Celtic would keep a guy who gets all big calls wrong.
I think he’s working notice. No CEO would be so anonymous even incompetent ones. Turned up at 1st collective meeting not at 2nd. Odd.
That epitomises the disdain with which the club is treating this process. Obfuscate & procrastinate. DD is still sulking.