SUBS –
Photo: Vagelis Georgariou (The Celtic Star)
YING – 3.5/10 – Buzzing when he came on, in about them, an angry wasp just out the jar it’s been trapped in. Unfortunately, somewhere along the line he got swatted and finished the day blundering about like a drunken bluebottle.
Photo: Vagelis Georgariou (The Celtic Star)
HIGHLAND TOFFEE – 4.5/10 – Look, Luke, you looked likely but bizarrely, a bit leggy. Though he might be the one for the big finish but despite once or twice, his classy feet never quite found the perfect synch.
SCHLUPPTHE ‘RA – 5.5/10 – What a finale to his Celtic time that crossbar denied him. But no slouch when required to make a fine sliding tackle on their flying sub. No complaints about the big fella’s commitment to the cause.
Photo: Vagelis Georgariou (The Celtic Star)
KENNY JOHNNY – 4.5/10 – Put the heid on it, Johnny! Could he have buried that with a bit more bravery? Who knows, but his zippy presence was a bit of an improvement on a previously lethargic frontline.
Photo: Vagelis Georgariou (The Celtic Star)
JAMESY – 5/10 – On he came and up we lifted. When you need penetration, send for the Prestwick Pele. Or maybe play him from the start…But, incredibly, just as we were lubricated, Jamesy wilted and couldn’t get it* up again. Tripped on a bursting run, down he went and not in a good way (Ladies…). “Looks like he’s pulled something,” the physios radioed to the sideline. ‘Who?’ enquired the management. ‘From the pitch? That’s outstanding… Is she ho…Ah, right, see whit you mean.’ Alas, nothing could save the mhan of the moment – even the on-field viagra injections weren’t enough – and his season ended in mild ignominy as he failed to reach a treble climax.
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Nailed it as usual