In a week when a German man at a Scotland international match at the Emirates threw a banana at a Brazilian (We will have Neymar of that is what I said), and where a crazy Italian footballer suspectedly attacks a youth team player with a dart, (Ballotelli double top, nothing for two in a bed? oh tell that to ally and walty, they are looking for a third in the bed, preferably endowed like a fresh curled cumberland with a pair of ‘baws’ the size of Laffertys Rocky Dennis like forehead, “Think of the ‘baws’ as two vladimir weiss heads” said Ally sipping a special brew), we have had very little gossip from the hallowed turf that is Celtic Park.
We have been linked with Shane Long (again) and the papers played up to their consistent campaign of “Oh if Neil Lennons fart smells, we will turn it into a story” by trying to get something out of nothing that went on in friendly. On a lighter note, what is so special about this day 29th of March, here are a few very real milestones on this day in history : -
Which leads me some how to the highlands. So its Inverness next, I could go on and on about Terry Butcher looking like the offspring of a Klingon and the bark of a canadian giant redwood, I could lead a conversation about how Inverness is so cold Eskimos wont visit there, I could easlily flow about how Adam Rooney is their best player, dangerman and the thousands of times we will probably linked to him come the summer.
I have been to Inverness, the lochs and great nature filled hill sides are better than their football team was my final judgement on the matter.
Feel free to express!