“I genuinely hate these players. I hate this board. GET THEM TO …”
A sampler of the mood tonight in Sevconia.
I believe that some things follow the script of logic so perfectly that they are often confused for Divine Intervention.
They so clearly head along a path that however unlikely you saw coming a mile down the road that you would swear they were “meant to be.”
At Ibrox the board has messed about for nearly a month, hoping that Murty could save them from having to make a major decision.
They got away with it because there was an obvious solution waiting in the wings.
But this club is such an utter shambles, such a complete mess, such a disaster area, that you just knew the potential for an accidental detonation was there the whole time. These people have slippery fingers. You can’t trust them to hold anything that if dropped would go boom.
Today there’s a huge dust cloud over their latest explosion.
The plan, whatever it was, is strewn across the Govan landscape. The dream of seeing their team win three games on the bounce has been wrecked. Their next three matches involve two games against Aberdeen; ironically, that might be their best chance of doing it.
Because not only has Plan A gone tits up, but Plan B doesn’t look any better. The vice they are now caught in has them firmly by the trouser region. Hamilton have won at Ibrox for the first time since the 20’s and on the same day Aberdeen has lost at home to Motherwell.
Murty looks like a man out of his depth. McInnes looks like a guy who’s found his level.
If there’s a plan it’s one that no-one wants to have to implement. The list of managerial “choices” is pretty weak, pretty vacant. Tonight they sit in fourth spot. Those who wonder what it will take to get them moving up ought to consider how easy it would be for them to tumble in the opposite direction. To give you an idea of how bad it was for them today, they took off Miller and Morelos, the two superstar forwards, at 1-0 down.
They are in utter freefall, even as Celtic march on to make it 65 domestic games without defeat. Neither Murty nor McInnes looks like an option they can realistically take; both look staggeringly vulnerable, decidedly second rate choices … but then every choice they face right now is of the same lousy quality.
But you watch; they are in desperate trouble and that always leads to catastrophic decision-making over there.
This week will be interesting, and hilarious.
This is not a club that’s going to touch us, not for years.