Celtic Win In Front Of The Most Horrible Fans To Visit This Season

This afternoon, a freezing Celtic Park has been visited by people we would not ordinarily let into our own homes.

I know a lot of Aberdeen fans online and they are almost overwhelmingly good and decent folk and thus I have a lot of time for their club and I’ve written about them an awful on this site down through the years.

So I am always amazed when, on personal exposure to their away support, to find them horrendously bitter and nasty and comprised of people who seem to spend more of their time staring at and gesturing at our fans and chanting at us in a way the loathsome fans across the city would recognise than they do watching the game.

It astonishes me how many of Ibrox’s dark obsessions these people have taken as their own, Do they know how much they resemble the fan-base they claim to despise above all others? Do they know how horribly alike they have become when they come to Celtic Park and behave like the Vanguard Scum at their running worst?

There has always been a highly unpleasant element amongst their fans, and this has been manifested several times in their dealings with the Ibrox club.

When they sing – as they used to, before they morphed into them – that “We have Sevco more than you” they mean it because even our most hard-core fans would never have done some of what they have in the name of despising the clubs at Ibrox … and yet they’ve not recognised that such behaviour makes them their mirror image.

The blindness is extraordinary.

I genuinely dislike their away fans, this element they have which seems to always be looking for trouble, always doing its best to be as loathsome and offensive as possible. I suppose if we followed a team that never won anything we might develop deep-seated frustrations but I don’t think it would ever descend to the level of their inferiority complex and sincere hatreds.

Or at least I hope it wouldn’t. Thankfully, we’ll never known.

Short of the visit of Ibrox fans to this ground during this campaign – you can never say never but I imagine that pigs will fly sooner – or we draw some horrible lot of right wing racists in the Europa Conference League this lot will have a dubious honour which they can wear with pride; the most horrible fans to attend Parkhead this season.

So congratulations, I guess. It’s an achievement of sorts I suppose.

The game itself was a harder one than we’d have liked, won by a single goal. The man of the match was Jota – yet again – on a day when the front men did a lot of work but didn’t have a lot of chances. Still, we were the only team who showed up to play football and got the deserved win. I’ll do a full match report later but for now it’s good just to have the three points.