Chris Sutton is being accused of disrespect and arrogance and a bunch of other stuff by the whining and whingeing bubbling bitches of Ibrox social media tonight, and by some in the press, simply because he has stated a fact.
The Ibrox club is back in Celtic’s shadow. Their Scottish Cup triumph does not erase what happened at Parkhead and their European run didn’t impress Sutton at all. Even if it had, the league table does not lie. Celtic are the biggest team in the country.
Earlier in the campaign, it was Giakoumakis who was getting stick for speaking his mind. It seems that every ex-Ibrox player who wants to can come on and talk the biggest load of bollocks about our club and we’re all supposed to suffer that in silence … but when someone at Celtic, or connected to Celtic, does similar there is outrage.
These people need to learn that if you’re going to give it out that you have to take it as well, and some of them were openly mocking us when this season began. But nobody is laughing now. Nobody is mocking anymore.
Instead they are playing the pity card.
More and more they put that out of the deck whenever something happens that they don’t like. Warren Zevon could have written Poor Poor Pitiful Me explicitly for these yahoos. Their constant crying the blues is tiresome even if it is also quite funny.
When we were getting all that stick at the start of the season, did we wail about it? No, we said we’d prevail and that in the end we’d be the ones laughing. They can’t do that, and the reason they can’t is that deep down a lot of them recognise that big Chris has it right.
We have put them back in their box. Had they won their Europa League final they might have something to hold over it … but this is football, where the prize for second place is only there to reward showing up. We are the champions and as much as they might pretend that “almost, nearly” matters, it never has in football and it never will.