The misfortune of Fortune

As sure as night follows day, breaking news from the BBC Football website that Celtic is about to sign someone can only result in one thing: said player's wiki page being hacked. This time around it's Nancy's Marc-Antoine Fortune, who Mowbray had on loan at West Brom.

Here's the link to his wiki page which may or may not have been repaired at the time of writing. Posted below for posterity's sake is a screen grab of the hacked page. (Click image to enlarge.)

Christ, I hope those career stats of his are part of the hack job. A scoring ratio of one goal every five and a half games doesn't really get the hairs on the back of the neck tingling, does it?

Scrambling . . .

. . . jittery and probably too late, but Celtic are still applying the pressure on the unmentionables.

Is it too much to ask that Hibs do us a favour at Easter Road tomorrow? Plastic Paddy solidarity and all that snagcheol.

Mutu let me down Thursday night. Is Steven Fletcher ready to step into the Albert Kidd role?

Tangerine Robbo

Depressing to read in tomorrow's Guardian that Celtic are looking to sign Barry Robson in the New Year.

One of the more heartening developments about this year's SPL has been the strong early showing of Motherwell and Dundee Utd, and it pisses me off that once more Celtic and R*ngers will cherry pick the better performers in the SPL to be little more than squad members for the next twelve months, until the signed player either gets shunted back to the club they came from or, the more likely scenario, is sold onto some middling Championship League club in England, who just happen to have a Scottish manager that particular month.

You can't really blame Robson for being tempted by the possibility of a decent wedge so late in his career, but when one thinks how Riordan's career has stalled these last two years, you just wish sometimes that the likes of Strachan and Walter Smith would just do well to leave matters the fuck alone. Promising careers go awol, promising teams outside of the dance of the ugly sisters go southwards tablewise in the second half of the season and, come May, another year has passed since the 1984/85 season.

Motherwell for the title.

Nice Joke, Wrong Day To Parade It

Hibernian 3 Celtic 2

Hat tip to the gloating Hibbee over at the Scottish Patient.

You're Killen Me

It's going to be a long season.

Will, don't even start on me

Lookee . . . he can score goals.

Rangers 1 Celtic 5!!!

OK, so it was in fact Julian's Rangers who got gubbed 5-1 in a friendly, and not the forces of darkness from the south side, but a dreamer can dream, can't he?

I know it means nowt, but nice to see Brown and McDonald on the scoresheet.

Bring on the Chicago Fire and the MLS All Stars next week. Surely history won't repeat itself?