Reports from all around the place suggest that The Mooch will be called to talk to the Ibrox board on Monday and that there, and then, he will be fired. Some of this comes from pro-Ibrox sources, and I am inclined to believe that it might be nothing more than wishful thinking. But desperation forces people to desperate measures and this might be one.
They are seven points behind Celtic and we’ve only just started October. Chris Jack thinks that they could still win the title, but he doesn’t think that they will whilst The Mooch is in charge. How bad has the melt-down been? Well, last week their assistant manager dropped a big hint that his boss might be psychologically worn down … that’s not a sign of a happy place.
Yesterday he looked worn down. His comments after the game were those of a guy who knows that the end is near. He couldn’t guarantee his future was secure. He said he hadn’t spoken to any of his bosses, but let’s be honest; when you mess up at work that’s one of the first things that you do if you have any sense at all. You go and you find out what the cost is.
That was a disaster for them yesterday by every measurable standard. There is no way that he didn’t speak to at least one of the directors before he faced the media after that, so if he’s not sure where he stands than that’s probably not great for him. Or for us, because I would be content for this guy to hang on in there until Hayleys Comet comes back around again.
So the Ibrox operation is once again in turmoil and upheaval and it comes at precisely the moment we are looking as solid and stable as we have in ages, with the core players all now tied down on long term deals and the players looking happier than they have in ages.
On top of that, a couple of players, namely Iwata and Scales, look as if they’ll offer us far more in this campaign than we would have guessed a month ago. Palma made his big entrance yesterday to great effect, and some of the other new boys will grow into their roles.
Most important, perhaps, is that discipline, that mental strength, that this team has shown. They have gone to tough places and won. At Ibrox, we had a makeshift backline. At Livingston, we played for 60 minutes with only ten men. Yesterday we rallied after a late goal that would have ripped the guts out of most teams and secured the three points.
We have key players coming back from injury. We have players just starting to find their feet. All the ingredients of another title winning team are simmering away nicely at Celtic. Over there they are about to rip up the plan which they spent a whole summer working on, and which their directors fully funded, to plunge back into uncertainty once more.
It may come on Monday or it may not; I do get the sense that this is more Ibrox fans in the media wishing for it than reporting something they know is in the pipeline, but The Mooch is like a wounded animal mewling in the background and sooner or later he has to be put out of his misery. As I said last night, I am not convinced that dispatching him necessarily puts their club out of its.
They are in a bad, bad way today and from our vantage point at the top of the league that looks just fine.