So this is another line of attack; the five substitutes rule and the strength of Celtic’s bench is stifling youth development at our club and others. What a joke. The media doesn’t give a toss about Celtic’s youth development policy or our young players, and it never has.
Why this now? Because this feeds into the idea that all the five substitutes rule has done is benefit us. Forget that players from all clubs benefit, forget that they can rotate better and assure that they keep their best players fresh and their squads injury free … no, Celtic can take off five really good players and bring five really good players on.
So let’s scrap the whole idea eah? Let’s just do away with it.
The Evening Times is running this argument tonight, and they freely admit that part of the intent is to force Celtic players to seek opportunities outside the club. This is a blatant suggestion that they should change the rule with the explicit intention of harming our club.
This is shocking article, one barely worthy of serious debate. Once again the suggestion isn’t that other clubs get stronger, it’s that Scottish football find some other way to level the playing field by making us weaker. The absence of any other plan is notable.
The writer of this dreck has the brass neck to try to sell this on the basis that the SPFL is dedicated to improving the overall quality of the game. Ha! But only at the expense of the best club in the country and some of the best players we’ve seen here in years?
These people are increasingly desperate and that one of them is actually pushing this to its rancid conclusion shows how deranged they are.
The article is a joke, written by someone who should have pursued stand-up comedy instead.
He’s one of a growing number of writers out there who thinks that cultural references and the occasional bit of obscure trivia makes you sound like you possess a modicum of intellect … it all falls down when you dig down into the content and you don’t even have to dig far into this mess to see that it’s an anti-Celtic rant.
And it’s a poor one. Poorly written, but at least honest in its intentions.
Those intentions stink to high heaven.