The Ibrox fans … you have to take your hat off to them at times.
No other supporters in this country are as capable of embracing delusional thinking and flipping through various emotional states. For many of them, the “news” that The Mooch had made some changes to his social media platforms over the course of last week was treated as gospel that he was done, that he was gone, that he had been relieved of his duties.
Of course, nothing of the sort had happened, and the sense of expectancy was wholly unwarranted. The Mooch remains in his job this evening, and there is no sign whatsoever that anything is imminent which will change that.
They were furious about that this morning, and contemptuous of their club.
How are they feeling tonight?
They are in a much better frame of mind, and for the daftest reason imaginable.
We all know how this ends of course, because as Celtic fans we’ve been there.
But so have they and they should have realised that it’s going to take a lot more pain before the board finally pulls the plug. Maybe not as much pain as we went through when it was Lennon, but then he had immense goodwill inside the boardroom and a haul of trophies to fall back on … The Mooch has neither of those things, and so it will go much, much faster.
But not this fast. It was never going to go this fast.
Today the media has pictures of the players walking around the club museum. Apparently, The Mooch thinks the key to this is to give them a history lesson. No wonder he got the gig there.
People forget the enthusiasm that greeted this appointment; he was “one of their own.” No doubt about that. Thick as mince and convinced that symbolism trumps all else.
What is the purpose of the history lesson? For openers, most of it is another club’s history. The history of the NewCo is of ignominy and failure, although I have no doubt he was at great pains to point out to the new guys that their one title “success” – in those most exceptional of circumstances – has his name on it, in some respects anyway.
But a player who needed that extra jolt of motivation wouldn’t be near Celtic Park. These Peepul really don’t understand how ridiculous they look to the rest of the world; if they are such a massive club, would the history lesson be necessary?
Yet their gullible fans – who got up this morning wanting the manager sacked – are lapping this up and think that it’s a positive.
Their players “need to know” what the expectations are, apparently, as if they came to the club and didn’t have that immediately spelled out to them. If I were a typical mercenary footballer I might find the idea of a tour around the museum, months after I’d signed, to be mildly amusing, if not a waste of everyone’s time.
Do they think that guys like Danilo or Lammers or Dessers care?
Every club has history and most of them probably find the Survival Lie to be a bizarre retreat from fact and truth in the same way most of us do. So, a trip to the museum is the last thing they needed.
I know this; not one of them became a better footballer as a result of this, but then it beats training on the pitch in an empty stadium because you’ve given away your training ground to your own country’s bitterest rivals. Their behaviour would be incomprehensible to the real neutral; they are obsessed with small matters and ancient grievances.
None of these things makes a single one of them a more capable player, but that’s of little consequence at a club which values the symbolic over that which you can hold in your hands.
That their fans are willing to accept so little is telling about the devastation we’ve wrought on them. If they think this is the answer to their problems they have bigger problems than just the state of the team they follow.
Because this is pathetic.