When you are newly out of a relationship, especially one you just want to put behind you, the one thing with the power to irritate you more than anything else is that handful of people who, for whatever reason, cannot help telling you what the ex is getting up to. You just want to scream at them “I don’t actually care!”
But they know that, some of them, which is why they do it.
Celtic fans already have to endure constant updates on what Giakoumakis does; you’d never think we went on to finalise the treble without him. He’s going good guns, I’m glad for him, but for God’s sake we don’t need, and most of us don’t want, minute by minute accounts of what the guy is doing. It is tiresome. It is boring. It is frankly ridiculous.
The same is now being applied to Postecoglou; I couldn’t give a toss who Daniel Levy is telling him he can or cannot buy a t Spurs. He’s an ex. He’s gone from my life. I don’t feel any need or desire, and I have no wish, to be informed every time he visits the toilet. There is a reason Facebook has a Block button; you sometimes just want these people out of your life.
Celtic fans, very soon, will have a new manager and he is coming with big plans.
Don’t believe me? Wait and see.
As I said in a previous piece, this is a revolution and it was planned before we even had identified the guy we want. It just so happens that he agrees with every bit of it, and has even thrown in a few ideas of his own.
That will stop at least some of this talk about previous players and previous managers. This dreck only proliferates when we’re making no news of our own. That is about to change in a big way.
We all thought this summer would be about quiet consolidation.
Man oh man, it is going to be about so, so much more than that and I cannot wait for it to start.
No wonder certain people in our media and elsewhere are sounded decidedly gloomy at the moment, and trying to find every negative they can to write about us and our incoming boss.
This scares them, it scares them badly. And it should.