Whenever Celtic wins big, there is always some excuse from somewhere, so I’m not in the least bit surprised that somebody in the commentariat is trying to find something to say other than that Celtic were just brilliant today.
I am even less surprised that the criticism comes from The Village Idiot himself, in a spectacular rant that is off the charts.
The only thing more pleasurable than watching Celtic rack up a big win is knowing that certain people will not be able to contain their frustration.
The Village Idiot’s self-detonation was especially hilarious as he has spent the last few days telling us what a tough and disciplined Aberdeen side this is, including contrasting their European displays with ours.
And now they are mentally weak, inept and not trying a leg.
Of course. Of course, they didn’t try a leg, because they only do that against the team from Ibrox, don’t they?
I mean, this is the age-old conspiracy theory, flatly contradicted, by the way, by the facts. He is just like that other shameless professional Celtic hater who was spewing his bile in one of the papers today; that eejit has Ibrox winning a quadruple and Rodgers on the dole.
The problem with that “assessment” is that it’s not based on any rational examination of where our club is at. It’s based on a vindictiveness and hatred of this club which borders on psychopathy.
There was a time when you needed to be able to maintain professionalism and a neutral detachment if you worked in the media; I think of the top guys in England and I couldn’t tell you who they support. In Scotland, that requirement long since went by the boards.
And so you get people like him and The Village Idiot, spewing their bile, in some cases to a particularly hilarious degree.
Seeing The Village Idiot’s face tripping him at full time, and hearing him suggest that the Ibrox club will face a tougher challenge because Aberdeen only ever tries against them is just beautiful after your team has won 6-0.
I love that we can still have that impact on these people. That after years of ownage and inflicting enormous emotional damage on them that they still hurt like this when we exceed their expectations and put on a show.
It’s glorious, friends. Glorious.
I’ll talk more about the game itself tomorrow.