“It is never a good idea to encourage fascists with displays of cowardice”
When Terry Martin enquired whether the aforementioned was an original quote or the paraphrasing of another, Macgiollabhain responded:
“It is my coinage. Do not steal it, but use it and acknowledge the source.”
If found this exchange interesting on a number of levels. Mr. Macgiollabhain was a staff journalist with An Phoblacht from 1999 to 2006. This title is published by Sinn Féin. Mr. Macgiollabhain wrote under the pen name Mick Derrig in deference to the republican roots of his maternal grand-uncle.
Is it just me or does anyone else not find it somewhat ironic for an individual so quick to denounce others as ‘heroically anonymous‘ to hide behind a pen name of his very own?
The following in italics are two excerpts from my recent blogs:
“I am reliably informed that UEFA are asking for invoices to support Lite’s burgeoning submissions apropos redevelopment costs. There’s a gnawing suspicion that they are gilding this lily.” JJ passim – The Gnomes of Nyon – 10 May 2018.
“The individual who provides many millions of pounds in scaffolding – pro bono – is the kind of RRM he suggests that I have a close look at.” JJ passim – King Q&A – 8 May 2018
My exclusive on the extensive scaffolding at Ibrox being provided pro bono is very much my coinage. My assertion that the beleaguered board have over-egged the redevelopment costs pudding is also my coinage.
I have long advocated that Mr. Macgiollabhain, when Jim Spence is having a well-earned day off, ventures into social media to avail himself of the low-lying fruit in my site and the SFM. Prior to my arrival on the social media scene Mr. Macgiollabhain plagiarised Scotzine with impunity.
I invite readers to have a look at his latest opus. I don’t see any acknowledgement of the source. How remiss of him. I would prefer to rub along with my social media peers, to as it were work my side of the street as they work theirs’. However when Mr. Macgiollabhain crosses the street and engages in a smash and grab, I’m going to call him out on it.
At the SFM there is a small man with erectile dysfunction who hangs on my every word (Homunculus) who will be quick to castigate me as being of a similar animus. Criticising this site is his limp-dicked attempt to get off. What this imbecile fails to realise is that when I lift a piece from any site I acknowledge the source. The only original thought in his tiny mind is when he reads one of my pieces. I look forward to his next ad hominem blunt stick from behind the skirts of Big Pink and Trisidium. Is it not about time they lanced this boil, and the maudlin Jesus-freak Scouser, from an otherwise informative site?
I digress. Now that I have that off my chest and I brace myself for the concomitant drop in contributions – which are running so low that I may have to close our site during the close season – I will throw it open to my readers to decide whether I should continue with a series of special features which may or may not be password protected. Topics of interest include:
2. Brexit & a united Ireland
6. Madeleine McCann revisited
Today’s piece deals with one question. Is 8-in-a-row inevitable? They say the table does not lie. If one proceeds with this premise what can one extrapolate from the data? A comparison of 2017/2018 and 2016/2017 is instructive:
2017/2018 : Celtic 38(P) 24(W) 10(D) 4(L) 73(F) 25(A) 48(GD) 82 points
2016/2017 34 4 (D) 0 (L) 106 (F) 25 (A) 81(GD) 106 points
In 2016/2017 Celtic finished 30 points ahead of Aberdeen. The gap to Rangers Lite in third was an incredible 39 points.
In the season just ended Celtic finished nine points ahead of Aberdeen and twelve ahead of Lite. Has the gap between CFC closed due to the improved performances by Aberdeen & Lite? The tables suggest otherwise. Aberdeen are three points down on their 2016/2017 total. Lite are three points up on their previous quantum.
The unequivocal conclusion is that Celtic have gone back to the pack.
Should one suggest a causal link to the renascence of Hibs under Jumbo Jet Lennon and the stunning work of Steve Clarke at Kilmarnock, the negligible points shift of Aberdeen and Lite refutes this contention.
For further evidence of CFC’s drop off in standards last season the embarrassing 12-1 aggregate loss to PSG is not indicative of a team going forward.
The Liar of Limpopo who will soon have his collar felt by the FCA would have us believe that should no-deposit Bottle in the guise of Prometheus steal fire from the gods of Mount Florida, Celtic will collapse like a house of cards. There may be a grain of truth in his mendacity.
Ceteris Paribus, should Gerrard fashion two wins against CFC, and convert one draw into a win, then his team will be in the Champions League at the first time of asking with CFC’s ambitions for 8/10 in a row kicked to the kerb.
The Hoopla surrounding an unprecedented clean sweep of the domestic trophies in two successive seasons should not disguise the fact that Celtic are a team in reverse. A team that scored 33 goals fewer than they did in 2016/2017. One can but hope that Rodgers or one of his team have a statistical bent as the numbers make grim reading.
Despite the fact that Scott Brown is the Scottish Football Player of The Year – as voted by both his peers and sports writers – and Kieran Tierney has scooped the Young Player accolade, there is something amiss. Is it Lustig who has lost a yard? Ajer or Boyata? The data which reveals 25 goals conceded in both seasons is indicative of a defence that has stood still.
The biggest underperformers in the CFC ranks this season have been Moussa Dembele and Scott Sinclair. Last season Dembele scored 32 in all competitions, with 17 in the SPFL. This season he has scored half this amount with only 8 scored in the SPFL.
Last season Sinclair found the net 21 times in the SPFL. This term he has only scored on nine occasions.
Twenty-one of the thirty-three fewer goals scored in the SPFL this season can be attributed to Dembele & Sinclair.
If Rodgers does not address this decline, the league flag may not be flying at Celtic Park in next year’s close season.