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Fuck it all, doom merchants (that’s you by the way)!

Friday, September 9th, 2011

Right. So that’s me back from international duty – time to catch up on all that’s been happening while I’ve been away not paying too much attention to events concerning our beautiful game.

Let’s see.

Our clubs are out of Europe (well, not quite. Ah no – wait), Hearts have a new manager, Scotland are pretty much out of contention for the Euro’s next year, Colin Calderwood is still somehow manager at bottom-of-the-table Hibs, and Aberdeen are doing their level best to justify building a new stadium next year that they couldnae fill based on our ongoing run of ‘form’. Rangers continue to have problems with the taxman, Dundee United continue to cling on to their past (#lolquote “following consultation with McLean”) and Henry McLeish (mind of him?) is just coming around to the fact that the only contribution his report has made is to the share prices of companies in the paper waste disposal trade.

So to summarise: I appreciate we’re only six games in, but it doesn’t look like I’ve missed much. Apart from Motherwell being second in the league and St Mirren seven thousand points above my beloved Aberdeen FC (fit the fuck is that ah aboot min?) everything seems to be the way it should be.

And that’s a comforting thought in these days of economic Armageddon, recreational rioting and drunken elks in trees. It’s good to know that some things at least don’t change.

Predictably the laptop emo boys have been slicing their forearms open in self harming despair at it all, but I say: fuck it. Fuck it all totally. Cram it with walnuts. Be happy with what you have, sadsacks, because for all its flaws, it is still the best game in the world.

Aye. It’s true. I used to be a hater, but now I’m a player. I’ve become zen-like in my thoughts and feelings on the game. I’ve decided that Scottish football is like the buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg that Morrisey spent his summers writing to. Sure, she ain’t pretty, but at least she’s there.

So, I’ll no longer hear talk of the state of Scottish football. You see, I’ve come to the conclusion that the mince-like state (@oxford_dictionary can we have the word “minceness” in the dictionary next year please?) of our game is very subjective and really only appropriate when comparing it to other nations.

For example, there’s no point in comparing our game to the fancydans of the EPL. Or with that of Spain, a league that’s about as uncompetitive as this lot. We’re not Brazil (sit down Cowdenbeath. We’re not the Bundesliga with their sensible approach to football finance. We’re not Holland with its youth setup designed to fuel the export market in Dutch ‘talent’.

Instead, take your average SPL game and compare it to your average EPL game between two sides that have less than hee-haw chance of winning the league. For example, this weekend’s fixtures between Kilmarnock (great pies by the way) v Dunfermline and Norwich v West Brom. Stick it out long enough, and you’re not going to see much difference (apart from fuller stadiums). The football is the same – pass, pass, misplaced pass, moment of silky skill, refereeing mistake, a hoof up the park and dodgy goal (possibly offside). Repeat for 90 minutes (or 96 if you’re Man United or an Old Firm team).

My message: stop comparing Scottish football with that of our neighbours. The grass may be greener on the other side (it’s probably astroturf anyway), but dig beneath the surface and the problems are all the same.

English football may be “the best in the world”, but since the EPL came into being, ticket prices have been rising above and beyond the rate of inflation to pay for the excesses in the boardroom forcing out many fans that used to fill the terraces for generations in favour of corporate fans and sponsors.

Italian football might have given us some of the greatest names in the sport, but their league is one of the most corrupt on the planet. French football is dull as dishwater and Spanish football is (like most sports leagues these days) becoming uncompetitive as the money pours in.

See? Scottish football is not  much different, is it? Just fucking enjoy it, whatever games you’re going to this weekend.

Brimful of Alba (an EPL Scottish XI)

Tuesday, May 25th, 2010

Over the past few months on these pages I’ve bemoaned the fact that our players are being sold off to teams in the mid-to-low end of the English leagues.

With the exception of Darren Fletcher at Manchester United (who never played for a Scottish team) there are no Scottish players to be found running up the park at Old Trafford, Anfield, Stamford Bridge or The Emirates, the current “Big Four”.

That’s not to say that Scottish football has not been represented in England’s top flight. This season we’ve seen Barry Ferguson, James McFadden and Garry O’Connor turn out for Birmingam, while Alan Hutton (Spurs, but on loan to Sunderland), Gary Caldwell (Wigan) and Christophe Berra (Wolves) continue to fly the Scottish flag.

But now with the addition of Blackpool into the English Premier League, the number of Scottish players has suddenly hit a new high. Stephen Crainey, Charlie Adam, Scott Dobie and Barry Bannan (on loan from Aston Villa) all turned out for the Seasiders in their 3-2 victory over Cardiff City at the weekend, a win that pushes the Lancashire team into the top flight for the first time since 1971 and which could net them a cool £90m.

Neither Stephen McPhee nor former Cowdenbeath midfielder Stephen Husband played in that game, but who knows: we may well be seeing them on Match of the Day soon.

Their opponents on the day, Cardiff, where not shy of a few Scots themselves. Former Celtic and Norwich shotstopper David Marshall failed to, ehm, stop the shots, while Kevin McNaughton (Aberdeen), Chris Burke (Rangers), Paul Quinn and Ross McCormack (both Motherwell) and the injured Gavin Rae (Rangers) should all be familiar names to fans of the game north of the border.

A small team (in terms of playing staff, supporter base and finances) in a big league, already Blackpool are already everyone tip for relegation. Like Steven Fletcher’s Burnley, whose place they take in the EPL, the Seasiders may well find the going tough in one of Europe’s top leagues. But the exposure to a much higher level of football, even when compared to the Championship, can only make our players better, which for Craig Levein – the coach of our national side – can only be a good thing.

Could the future be as bright as the Blackpool shirts? Only time will tell.

The EPL Scottish XI (4-4-2)

In the meantime, here is our Scottish EPL Select XI, based entirely on the Scots playing in the English Premier League this season (and where they came from)

1 Craig Gordon     (Sunderland/Hearts)
2 Stephen Crainey  (Blackpool/Celtic)
3 Christophe Berra (Wolves/Hearts)
4 Gary Caldwell    (Wigan/Celtic)
5 Alan Hutton      (Spurs/Rangers)
6 Charlie Adam     (Blackpool/Rangers)
7 Barry Ferguson   (Birmingham/Rangers)
8 Darren Fletcher  (Manchester United)
9 James Morrison   (West Bromwich Albion)
10 James McFadden  (Birmingham/Motherwell)
11 Graham Dorrans  (West Bromwich Albion/Partick Thistle)

Substitutes

Garry O’Connor  (Birmingham/Hibernian)
Stephen McPhee  (Blackpool)
Stephen Husband (Blackpool/Cowdenbeath)
Scott Dobie     (Blackpool)
Barry Bannan    (Aston Villa)

A pie, a pee and prices: next season in the First Division

Wednesday, May 19th, 2010

Tom Hogg looks at the facilities at the three new clubs in the First Division

SOME fans of the so-called established first division clubs will be looking back at the SPL season just past as one of missed opportunity. Had wee Jimmy not managed to pull off that inspired last match 0-0 draw, we could have been looking forward to the opportunity to sample one of the famous Killie pies twice in a season, which is more than enough reason for rejoicing.

Our delight would no doubt have been doubled as the Self Preservation League scrambled to reorganise and manufacture a position where one of its chosen few could be readmitted as soon as possible under a post-McLeish flag of convenience. A chance for one or two of the less fashionable teams to be suddenly mixing with the big boys. A “fairytale” (© Chick Young) perhaps?

Instead, the seven survivors from last season’s fixtures now know that they are faced with three new venues where, despite a helpful geographic distribution, the contrast could not be starker.

In pastry savoury terms, Falkirk are the shop-bought pork pie of the bunch, with a smart new out of town stadium, clean loos with paper towels and running water and most likely, prices to match. It’s a soulless and sterile way to watch football however, with convenient motorway links and acres of car parking around the stadium doing little to make the blood pump in the walk up to the turnstile.

At least the Falkirk Stadium has a degree of bluster about it, with an oversized main stand presenting a pugnacious front to anyone who doubts how big and important this club is. Fair play to them for having that swagger in these days of design/build self assembly at St Mirren Park or the Tulloch Stadium, to name but two. At worst a trip to the Falkirk Stadium will be a quick in and out, back (for most of us) to our home territory before you can say M876 or the Forth Road Bridge.

Stirling Albion’s Forthbank on the other hand, hides apologetically at the edge of town, in a loop on the river, behind a business park, crouching at the rear of the new high school, like a dog that has just been caught eating the Bell’s steak pie that was to be tonight’s tea. Signs direct you from the huge roundabout at the end of the M80, the real bit of Stirling within sight but tantalisingly out of reach as the retail park hoves into view. There is no clear sight of the stadium until, well, until you are twenty yards from it, when the trees part and there it is.

It’s a council owned box, worse than Broadwood or New Broomfield, with no pubs or railway station within miles. At least it is modern, but the catering facilities leave a lot to be desired, their sole redeeming feature being the prices (think Lidl sausage roll compared to Morrisons and you are on the right lines). The best tip is to head past the stadium to Stirling County Cricket Club. It’s another modern box, this time a bit more appealing, which has a smart wee lounge that serves beer and soup on matchdays and welcomes fans of all persuasion.

Central Park is uncharted territory for me. It’s in an old fashioned town centre location and ticks all the boxes in terms of rail links, pubs and shops all within five minutes walk of the stadium.

If the rumours are to be believed this season is the first time that Partick Thistle and Cowdenbeath will be in the same division since 1934. A friend who attended the recent top of the table game with Stirling Albion confirms that much of the infrastructure may be the same, save for the Coo’shed roof which blew away in a storm in the 1980s.

Traditionalists among us harbour the hope that a trip back in time will instantly carry us to the days of terracing banter, empty ginger bottles rolling down the steps and the cries of vendors hawking contraband macaroon bars. No such luck.

The truth is that a trip to Cowdenbeath is guaranteed to be the worst away day of 2010/11. It will be cheap, but as we all know, the satisfaction of a low price recedes as the overflowing urinal washes the soles of your shoes and threatens to dampen your socks.

From reports of the play-off games, it may also be a dangerous outing. Fans with laptops have been telling tales of flag burning, bus stoning and bleeding heads, whilst photos of the game at Glebe Park show Tayside’s finest revelling in the joy of at last, having some real strong arm work to do, following years of fruitless frisking outside Dens Park. I suspect that away supporters’ buses will sweep through Cowdenbeath in convoy, like non-union mineworkers in 1984 and will wheech away at the same pace afterwards.

That’s all a bit of a shame. It’s like stumbling on a small home bakery in the back streets of a less fashionable part of town, which harbours the promise of a cheap, crisp and delightful Abernethy biscuit. Instead it turns out to be a sugary mess that crumbles and sticks to the roof of your mouth. No wonder Greggs is sweeping aside all competition.

There’s a serious message (seriously!) in there for all second string football clubs in terms of price, taste and convenience. The experience has to be right and at the moment, every single club misses out in some or other important factor, whether it’s expensive beer in the club bar, over-zealous stewarding or having basic decent facilities in which to have a pee. It would be a good start if some of the basic problems could be addressed and rectified before moving on to the more difficult stuff.

Oh and the pies need to be good.

Mince and Tatties 09 // Congratulations & Commiserations

Monday, May 17th, 2010

RIGHT, that’s your season well and truly over thenoo!

First off, congratulations go out to Forfar and Cowdenbeath, both of whom won their play-off games on Sunday. Forfar edged out local rivals Arbroath 2-0 with goals from Martyn Fotheringham and Bryan Deasley and thus return to the Second Division for the first time since 2007. Arbroath are relegated to Division Three.

All in all it’s a remarkable turnaround for the Loons who finished bottom of the third only three years ago. I’m sure everyone at Station Park is hoping for a longer stay in Division Two than they’ve had in previous years. Since they dropped out of Division One at the end of season 91/92, the Loons have yo-yo’ed between Divisions Two and Three, including back to back promotion and relegation between 1995 and 1997.

Up a division, and Cowdenbeath beat Brechin 3-0 thanks to a brace from former Raith Rovers and Ayr United player Gareth Wardlaw; Joseph Mbu got the afternoon off to a flyer with a goal in the first fifteen minutes.

The win secures Cowdenbeath’s second successive promotion and a return to Division One after nearly fourteen years of trying. Quite how long they’ll be there remains to be seen – the club as in financial doo-doo (then again, who isn’t these days), but at least the threatened takeover by East of Scotland winners Spartans seems off the agenda for now.

Club owners Alex and David Brewster have buckled to supporter pressure and committed the club to Central Park for the foreseeable future, but even though Spartans may well be denied their spot in Division One, supporters of the Blue Brazil should not rest on their laurels. In a statement released by the club, the owners say:

“There is still a critical need for the supporters, the community and other stakeholders to work together with us to ensure the survival of Cowdenbeath FC – and develop a sustainable community club relocated to a new facility which can serve the community for another 100 plus years. We will do what we can to assist but the onus is on the support and local community – it is your club”.

And speaking of financial woes, the election of an all-blue (with some yellow bits) Tory government brings no welcome relief to Team Rangers, as the taxman sends them a bill for unpaid taxes on players wages that the club cleverly paid into offshore accounts, allegedly.

The amount owed comes to a ludicrous £24m, but depending on how far the club are going to pursue the claim this sum may rise to £50m (interest on the outstanding amount while the lawyers do their funky thang) and even £80m if Rangers’ lawyers fail to get their law on and lose the appeal.

As you can well imagine it’s all very complicated, and there’s a lot of ‘pass the parcel’ going on at Edmiston Drive while the club decides who exactly is liable for the money.

The Byzantine nature of the whole Rangers-Murray International Holdings-Lloyds ownership structure being what it is, it’ll take weeks to figure out quite on whose lap the final bill will fall once everyone has stopped playing musical chairs to the tune of “Simply The Best”.

Oh, if only there was a German word for laughing at someone else’s misfortune.

There’s talk of administration, fire sales, demotion to Division Three and so on. Most of us non-Rangers fans are having a right auld chuckle at this, but let’s be honest: nothing is going to happen. It would be hard to imagine an SPL without Rangers, a situation that could be summed up with the expression “never bite the hands that feeds you”.

But it’s not all bad news: at least Alan McGregor is off the hook, assuming he was ever involved in the alleged sexual assault in the first place which may, or may not, have taken place. Scotzine gets legal on your ass. Unlike McGregor, quite possibly.

Staying with all-things complicated: thanks to Dundee United pumping Ross County on Saturday Motherwell get another shot at being a representative of Scottish football in Europe next season. Don’t ask me how or why, but I suspect it’s got something to do with United already qualifying because the won the Scottish Cup. Or something. Answers on a postcard please.

Craig Brown is positively ecstatic at the prospect of getting to see a bit more of Europe, even going so far as thinking that the prospect of first round exit at the hands of Barry Town is going to “strengthen his hand in the transfer market.”

Hahahahahaha. Oh Craig, you are funny.

Mind you, The Steelmen did a lot better than our other mid-range offerings last season in Europe. Motherwell, than managed by Jim Gannon twice came back from behind to record tremendous victories against leviathans such as Llanelli and Flamurtari before being dumped 6-1 on aggregate by proper football team Steaua Bucharest (incidentally one of the seeded teams that Motherwell might face at this stage of the competition).

United, by the way, can also look forward to challenging fixtures. In amongst the line-up are teams such as big-spending Manchester City, Aston Villa, Borussia Dortmund and Porto.

Lastly, Celtic chief executive Peter Lawwell has has “sincerely apologised” to supporters for an “unacceptable” season in a letter to season ticket holders.

And so he should.

After spending more on players than the rest of the SPL put together, you’d think they’d have done better than they did, especially as most of us had written Rangers off at the start of the season with all their problems.

“These changes did not deliver the success we hoped for and ultimately, this season has been unacceptable. For this, we sincerely apologise” – Celtic’s Peter Lawwell

Two shock defeats, one rather late-in-the-day expensive loan signing and one managerial change later, the Hoops finished second in the league and had the distinct displeasure of watching Rangers win the league with three games to go. All in all, not a great season by Scottish football standards, but a tremendous laugh for the rest of us.

But nevermind the rather impersonal letters. Personally, I think the Japanese get it right on the money when they have their chief-execs in the ‘deep bow’ position by means of apology whenever the sushi hits the fan.

We should do it in Scotland too.

At every stadium across the country, managers, players and chief-execs should be put on a large rotating stage and made to bow Japanese-style to the assembled hysterical masses.

Willie Miller. Bow! Mark McGhee. Bow! Jim Jefferies. Bow! Jimmy Calderwood. Bow! Kyle Lafferty. Bow! John Hughes. Bow! Gordon Smith. Bow! Steven Pressley. Bow! George Burley. Bow!

Hopefully that’ll explain the picture at the top of this posting. Or not. I apologize.

{deep bow}

Two to Follow: The First and Second division play-offs

Wednesday, May 12th, 2010

Central Park, Cowdenbeath

We said the other week that the Scottish football season is over, but that would be doing a disservice to four teams for whom there is still everything to play for.

In the first of two games, Brechin and Cowdenbeath will do battle for the right to join Stirling Albion in next years First Division, while Forfar could consign their Angus rivals Arbroath back to the Third division at their expense.

Brechin’s 2-1 aggregate win over First division side Airdrie (and which also relegated the Diamonds) was sweet revenge for the Glebe Park outfit. Back in 2008, Brechin where at the receiving end of a 6-1 mauling by Airdrie, which kept Brechin in the Second division for another year. The following season Brechin again made the play-offs, but lost out to 5-2 to Raith Rovers.

Brechin have been a real yo-yo team: promotion to Division One in 1990 was promptly followed by relegation the year after. In 1993, the team again won promotion to the First division, but two back-to-back relegations followed to send the team back down to the Third. In the intervening years Brechin have bounced between the Second and Third divisions, but Jim Duffy’s men will try to make it third-time lucky in the play-offs if they can overcome Cowdenbeath over two legs to secure First division football in the town for the first time since 2005/06.

Cowdenbeath beat fellow Second division outfit Alloa to make this final. It’s nearly 76 years since The Blue Brazil last played in Divison One. That year they where relegated along with Third Lanark, although hopefully, given the history of Third Lanark that is where the similarities end. Cowdenbeath’s financial troubles have been much in the news lately, and with East of Scotland Football League Champions Spartans apparently keen to take Cowdenbeaths place in the Scottish Fooball League, promotion to the First division may well make them more attractive to any raiding parties coming to Central Park.

This season the two sides have met four times, with two draws and one win each. Cowdenbeath will be without Dene Droudge and midfielder Danny MacKay, while Brechin City will need to make do without Jon Seeley, Anton Kurakins, , Willie Dyer and Neil Janczyk.

Gayfield Park, Arbroath

Arbroath’s season has not been one to look back on fondly. Despite a strong start to the season which saw them beath Cowdenbeath 2-1 at Central Park and Dumbarton 3-1 at home, the side slowly drifted down the table – by the start of December they found themselves in 9th place, where they would remain for the rest of the season.

Come the end of the campaign, a complex set of results could have seen them avoid this fixture against Forfar altogether, but it was not to be. Nevertheless, the passage into the Final was considerably easier than they would probably have wished for: the Corinthians of Queens Park where easily dispatched 6-2 over two legs to set up this rather tasty local fixture against Third Division Forfar Athletic.

It’s only about 20 miles inland from Abroath to Forfar, so there’s talk here of a real derby. Forfar, currently managed by Jim Campbell, squeezed their way past East Stirlingshire over two thrilling ties, emerging at the end of it all with a 3-2 aggregate win, with Stephen Tulloch’s 82nd minute goal in the second leg being enough to send Forfar through to the final.

Arbroath, The Red Lichties, have a slightly better record against The Loons at home, having won one more fixture between the two sides over the years. Forfar where the highest scoring home-team in Division Three last year, while on the road only champions Livingston, Berwick Rangers and, somewhat bizarrely Elgin City, scored more.

It’s only been 2 years since Forfar finished bottom of the Third division. Under Dick Campbell, who took over from Jim Moffat at the end of the 2007/08 season, Forfar steadily climbed up the table to finish 6th last season, and second during this last campaign. Had it not been for a very strong Livingston side, who knows what might have happened.

The return leg of both games is to be played on Sunday 16th May, the day after the Scottish Cup final between Ross County and Dundee United.

22.01// The Scottish Fitba Weekender

Friday, January 22nd, 2010

Thank goodness all that Cup nonsense is out of the way.  It’s Saturday, meaning there’s nae work, only good ‘ole League Football. This weekend sees a full fixture list across all four divisions, which given recent meteorological events is a rare occurance indeed. Is this perhaps the first signs of the Second Coming? Well, quite possibly, given our first fixture this weekend.. (more…)