FUCKING hell. That’s all I can say. Who’d have thunk the off season would be this deadly dull. Seriously, I had more fun the last time I cut my toenails. There is nothing happening. Not a dicky bird.
Lennon becoming Celtic manager finally brings to an end the most unbearably dull and totally predictable search for a new manager. The usual comments spout forth from his mouth, the ones about it being a wonderful moment in his life, and how he wants to bring back the days of thunder at Paradise, and how war will feature heavily in the upcoming season. Blah, blah, blah. (more…)