Photo: Vagelis Georgariou (The Celtic Star)
MIBBERY – 5.5/10 – Bit of glory at the end of a bitterly long season. The Don did his niggling best, a linesman forgot he wasn’t part of the red army in the Zombie end and VAR crossed their fingers and eyes and saw no evil. Yet there influence was mild, compared to the glaring deficiencies of Celtic in a lethargic fug.
OVERALL – 3/10 – A Treble ‘Meh’. The yell came from 20,000 sheep-worrying teuchters in complete disbelief. A fortnight after Celtic reserves dismantled them in the Pen, the journey to Glasgow was more pilgrimage than hope, praying history could at least rhyme if not repeat after 35 years of ovine misery. Well, don’t you just know it… Football, bloody hell.
As with St.Mirren, the unchanged team – Brendan’s season-long honed first choice XI, minus only Reo –
produced… A nothingburger of a performance. Maybe Reo was the difference, maybe not. The glamorous showcase day of the calendar ended in frustrated disbelief as the streamlined Celtic sports model got mangled crashing into the Low Block.
Photo: Vagelis Georgariou (The Celtic Star)
Concerning? Yup. Speed of passing like a Zombie trying to count beyond his webbed fingers, displaying footballing wits equivalent to Barry Ferguson naming ‘Rambo’ as his favourite French surrealist poet; we took and fluffed a SHORT corner two minutes into injury time in a cup final to win a treble, when the opposition were hanging on for dear life, for HEAVEN’S SAKE.
All the credit and glory goes North, to the bestiality-riddled wastelands. Strategic genius Jimmy From Brookside employed a gallus tactical change for the occasion – bore us to death and batter Maeda…And it worked. Shamefully. The only reply Rodgers had was to throw on twin wingers late and hope his knackered workhorses had enough left to see us through.
Photo: Vagelis Georgariou (The Celtic Star)
So the Treble gets blown versus a side whom we’ve scored so many times against this season Jamesy thought it was composed of his burds kinked-out in red lingerie. What an absolute shambles it turned into at the end as they went toe-to-toe and we didn’t have the verve to take them apart for their cheek.
Photo: Vagelis Georgariou (The Celtic Star)
Now we know what it feels like to be a Zombie. Let’s not go there again, Celtic. Find a fix.
Go Away Now
Sandman
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Nailed it as usual