The Diary is already hating ITV’s Englands coverage after Peter Drury’s monologue about Ferdinands hands twitching and someone is the knight of the realm.
Strange days. When your awoke with a text that says Celtic have offered Kris Boyd £1m and £30,000 a week. The intrigue allowed me to unarm my defences and listen to the cat like shrill of Hugh Keevins.
“Celtic make bid for Boyd is the only headline” he aghast. Surely no-one with a sensible mind would believe this utter tosh, I thought. Though a certified idiot he wouldn’t consider signing his own death warrant and why on earth after shifting one tub of lard would we want another and pay a King Of Kings ransom for him to score against SPL bottom feeders?
If Celtic were seriously considering it then I would have killed Peter Lawwell by firing Monster Munch up his nose with a catapult. The sludge monster has no place at Celtic.
The story was touched by the hand of fantasy and awash with an agenda of lets-make-a-h*n-look-good before he leaves the club or before he re-signs for the club cause he doesn’t think he will cut it in the Big Bad World.
John Hartson proved that he has lost something when he was roped in to give an open letter to ‘Boydy‘ (sic) quotes. “His life would be over” surmised Hartson knowing that they would burn Boyd to death in Ayrshire. “They don’t rate him as a top class striker no matter how many times he hits the net” concluded Hartson as the reason we wouldn’t want him and he wasn’t far wrong. Boyd is a legend in his own underpants and those who want to get into those underpants.
The club ended the fantasy of the Sports writer. “Welcome to the silly season. We can categorically state that Kris Boyd has never been a target for Celtic.” they sternly stated proving that they will comment on the most inane things but not the important things like who our manager will be.
There is other news but it’s floating around my brain struggling to engage, the Boyd to Celtic non-story has turned it into SMASH if the SMASH was getting made by a five year with a hose pipe.
Til Tomorrow.
