The Good, The Bad and The Ugly Of Celtic In The League Cup Final
So, while we all await the announcement of a summit over the trouble at last nights darts, here’s a preview of this weekends 167th meeting of Celtic and them this season….
The Good
A great chance for Lennon’s young team to get that winning feeling early in their Celtic career. The getting up for it shouldn’t be a problem as it’s against your greatest rivals and not some provincial club with loads of provincial fans annoying you with provincial songs.
Having watched the first half of the ITV4/Channel 5 Europa Cup it was obvious that even playing a ultra-defensive-park-the-big-feckin-bus formation that their players are generally crap if you are inventive enough.
Their defence is an on loan Aberdeen reserve at full back, an Algerian who looks like he has Dominos pizza on speed dial, Davie Weir who is struggling to get through games without soiling himself and dribbling and an Eastern European Transvestite – who is proving himself to be their most stable defender. Their failed Sheffield United loanee who was their insurance policy is now also injured.
These games are usually won in the midfield. So thankfully we have Brendan Kayal whose on a one man mission to own every midfield in Scotland. On the flank we have Lizzy McGuire another one that others are casting their eye over. On paper we have the better players and possibly the two most in-form players in Scotland on show.
With Brown and Wilson coming back in, an embarrassment of riches – instead of just general embarrassment – in the striking and midfield department and being undefeated against them in 4 games gives the general impression that we own them.
Neil Lennon has played 3 different systems against R*ngers since new year. He seems to enjoy the out the box thinking required in these games. He has plenty of options that make second guessing his team impossible.
The Bad
Celtic have history of extreme ineptness in the Skol-Coca-Cola-CIS-Co-Op-Dryburgh-League-Cup and apart from the last time out it had been nearly 20 years since we last won a Derby final. It’s a competition that we don’t seem to like and they do. A look at our history in this competition reads more like a list of failure and under achievement.
Us being favourites doesn’t sit right.
Though their overall abilities can be questioned they can bring back in Spit The Dog and Niko Jelavic, which when you take away the FACT that one is a c*nt and the other has knees made of custard, Lidils own, do improve them. Also, Naismith is a diving wee f*cker that revels in that role.
No matter our defensive record this season we are dodgy in that area. The charge against the Goalkeeper is that he doesn’t command enough and the worry is that our management team are toying with the idea of playing Glenda to handle the expected set play onslaught. The return of Naismith see’s the chances of a bombardment of set plays to exploit this increase 10 fold.
The Ugly
The fallout from the last game gives this one an angle. The watching world are looking and waiting for fireworks. They have been poking the fire this week, with R*ngers appealing McMoists 2 game ban – when they really don’t have a case -, Celtic’s QC, Paul McBride highlighting legal inconstancies in the SFA’s rules, which have been meet with the answer they have always been that way, and called the SFA “appears to be institutionally dysfunctional” .
Neil Lennon cant lead his charges out. There has been some debate on who should lead Celtic out. Since it’s comic relief I think Johan and Thommo should push James Cordon out in a bath full of custard, then Dawn French should follow dressed as the Vicar Of Dibley blessing the R*ngers fans and finally Fred McAulay can bring up the rear getting his balls shaved.
Finally, you don’t want this flange of c*nts to be happy do you?
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