All they had to do in the renewal campaign was hint that at least some work was being done to rebuild the club infrastructure, find the new manager, implement the structure he will need, recruit the players.
The Interim Chairman has ignored the Collective since February 18. He has broken his promise to hold a follow up meeting within a month. Celtic haven’t published their Minutes from the February 18 meeting.
Now the bampots have their own social media. Ryan 118 and ACSOM have far more reach than Jackson and the Record.
Either he doesn’t know the Laws of the Game or he refuses to implement them. Neither option is acceptable.
His national side want him to go for a week over there. We at this minute would probably prefer him to stay.
He seems to think that his monthly VAR Review is some sort of confessional. He admits all of the sins of his referees, is forgiven then they all go out the door and carry on as if nothing had happened. Repeating their errors every week.
Instead of hitting the board squarely in their weakest spot – their EGOs – on the big UEFA stage, knockout tie with the world watching, they picked a low-stakes game. Why? Because they were scared. That thread alone exposes the weakness, the lack of guts.
Peter is up there as the greatest ever Celt. Putting Jock Stein, Willie Maley, Brother Walfrid and Fergus McCann in his chubby shadow.
But at a recent meeting with Glasgow City Council’s Safety Advisory Group (SAG), Police Scotland objected to the ultras returning and that position was subsequently adopted by the SAG.
Coming from Lanarkshire he knows the background of John Beaton, the great taboos that legacy media outlets will never go near.