Bubbling Boyd’s bitter tears taste so sweet for gloating Celtic supporters.

The only thing better than Celtic coming back to claim victory is the reaction of certain people when we do. It was a joyous moment, not only to see Nicolas Kuhn’s ball hit the back of the net, but also to witness the look on the face of the Village Idiot at full time—furious that Kuhn hadn’t been sent off for the “crime” of celebrating his goal.

It was Andrew Farriss and Michael Hutchence of INXS who wrote the fabulous lyrics “bitter tears taste so sweet,” and let me tell you, no wine on earth tastes better than the bitter tears of anti-Celtic hacks after an afternoon like this.

One of my favourite bands, The Magnetic Fields, also has a song called Bitter Tears.

Most of my regular readers, especially those who follow me on Facebook, will know how much I love the fabulous writing of Stephen Merrit, because many of them have had to endure my dozens of posts about their music, including a lot of their songs from YouTube.

The context of their song is slightly different, but I always enjoy its opening lines: “Bitter tears keep me going, through the years, freely flowing.”

On afternoons like today, we don’t need cheering up—our team has just won. The icing on the cake is savouring that victory with a tall, iced glass of those bitter tears.

We’ve been sipping those tears for three years now, and honestly, I could drink them down for another 10, 15, 20. It’s something I’ll never tire of.

So what exactly had Fat Boy so worked up today? It wasn’t just that Nicolas Kuhn stayed on the pitch—it was the goal itself that sent him into a tailspin. The goal, not the celebration, was what triggered his fury. It wasn’t the officials failing to show a second yellow card that set him off; it was the fact of the goal. Pure and simple.

How many times must we say it?

This geezer is far too bitter, twisted, and bigoted to offer anything close to an objective view on our matches. He isn’t a troll, because trolls you can spot—they stir up controversy for attention and try to insert themselves into the story. He isn’t that clever. He’s just biased, hopelessly anti-Celtic, and incapable of keeping it under wraps.

I’ve never liked the rule about booking players for leaving the pitch to celebrate goals.

In fact, I loathe it and would gladly see it scrapped.

One reason is its inconsistency. For every player who gets away with it, another is booked. It should either be black and white—any player who leaves the field to celebrate gets booked—or the rule should be binned entirely. I prefer the latter. But as long as it remains subjective—and we’ve been told repeatedly that it is—you’ll get moments like today, and then you’ll get moments where players are sent off for doing the same thing simply because they were already on a booking.

No player on a yellow card should get a second one for celebrating.

It’s absurd. And the Village Idiot, shows a staggering level of resentment in suggesting Kuhn should have seen red for it. No player should be sent off for that, not in a million years. Yet we’ve seen it happen to Celtic players before.

Famously, Scott Brown was sent off in 2019 after celebrating a goal against Kilmarnock. Last season, Daizen Maeda received a yellow for celebrating against the Ibrox club. In 2022, at the same ground as today, Moritz Jenz scored a late winner for Celtic, leapt into the crowd while on a booking, and wasn’t shown a second yellow.

That too led to a similar outcry—plenty of moaning from the professional Celtic haters—but deafening silence when it happens involving the Ibrox club. And it has happened with them again and again and again and again.

If these people want to complain about subjectivity, let’s go back and analyse every single one of these incidents. But I suspect they’d be reluctant to do so.

Ask them about it, and I reckon you’d get a coy response, because they know as well as we do that the rule is a farce.

There could have been a legitimate discussion about the merits of this rule, and the logic behind booking players for celebrating with their own fans. Especially when it happens late in a game, after a huge three points have been secured.

But instead, the Village Idiot donned his blue-tinted specs and let the bitterness flow.

I find it funny. His reaction amuses me because nothing is more enjoyable than watching him squirm after Celtic wins.

But that’s the problem when broadcasters hire clowns like him. Instead of an intelligent debate, you get a one-sided rant from a man whose afternoon has been ruined. As long as Sky continues to employ people like this, they’ll remain the butt of jokes right along with him.

They should keep him away from Celtic games.

Because while it is entertaining in some ways to see his face screwed up like he’s been sucking lemons, his presence drags down the whole production, making it a laughingstock.

His bitter tears may taste so sweet, as Hutchence said—but honestly, I could do without them if it meant we could do without him.