Few that have been this important. There was a dead rubber in the Mowbray season I think. There was a Joe Ledley winner but that was at Christmas so doesn’t count really.
Cup game also. The “shame game” in the cup was another one that had plenty resting on it. But very rare to get an evening kick off.
I think the last midweek huns game under lights might have been that Ledley 1-0 game in December 2011 (?). It must have been the February before that when we drew 2-2 with 10 men in the cup at Ibrox (Scott Brown’s celebration in Diouf’s face) on a Sunday afternoon and then beat them 1-0 under lights in the midweek replay at Celtic Park. Mark Wilson knocking out Sasa Papac with his first shot and then scuffing in the rebound. That was the game where Lennon and McCoist squared up to each other, the huns had a collective meltdown and had 2 or 3 sent off and the SNP introduced legislation to cover Offensive Behaviour at Football in the aftermath. Marc Antoine Fortune scored in a dead rubber derby game under lights around or after Mowbray was sacked. That must have been in 2010 or something. Can’t recall many derby games at night at Ibrox in recent times. You might be going back to the mid 2000s? I’ve vague recollections of being on audit duty in Shannon during an Ibrox derby. I also recall Shaun Maloney scoring a league cup belter in 2005 under lights at Celtic Park (a few days before Ben Doak was born). When Sky first started showing Scottish football in the mid 1990s they’d often have a midweek derby match but the police seem to try to avoid them where possible.
hearing reports of edinburgh to glasgow train delays due to the signaling issue in Abroathfyreshire. I doubt they will push kick off back as already starting late enough
Hopefully we can take out inspiration from that cup game but magnify it. We want poison in the stands tonight pouring onto the pitch. Everyone in attendance has a duty to ensure they are suitably full of hatred in time for kick off.
In a taxi. Just passed the turn off for Airdrie. Roadworks on the M8 means it looks like I’ll be late for my first meeting with Baron Haughey OBE. Not a great first impression I’ll be creating
A stupidly early flight which got into Glasgo around 7.30. Bus to Jurys and a lovely early check in. Vita for breakfast then beside Queen St station but they had a menu gap between 11 and 12 which was a surprise.
Off to Merchant City then for an early lunch at Cafe Gandolfini. I had the ox cheek with pressed potato. Unreal.
The city has changed so much in the last few years. Many options for fenian slop houses in Merchant City that didn’t exist a few years ago. Into Connolly’s for a couple of Staropramen and rebel songs.
And now Celtic Park on foot.
It’s altogether more gentrified in last year or two.
It was beautiful bedlam back in the day, Baird’s, hoops, up the gallowgate. I rang my great friend Aileen McGonagle on afternoon to tell her to meet us in the back of Baird’s. The taxi driver walked her in because he said it wasn’t safe. Epic city. The only thing ever made it dangerous or nasty were the huns. Is that rangers bunker still there?