One of the joys of any winters Saturday night is to dwell on the satisfying football result from the afternoon. This, as any supporter of the Heart of Midlothian will remind anyone willing to listen, is a pleasure to be enjoyed, but not expected! To have a concern for this side means carrying around a deep cynicism based on hard reality. Success is a mere step away and yet we find ourselves drifting in a sea of despair. The treasured European place awaits us but once again we are far from there and Christmas is upon us once again. This afternoon I listened in to Radio Glasgow's actually quite decent commentary on the game against St Johnstone. This we knew would be a difficult occasion as the Perth side have had excellent results this season and attempt to play good football. Naturally we also knew we would win.
We lost 2-1.
Not only were they probably the better side but we missed a penalty and they scored one! Now our disappointed players, who have not as yet been paid, have to prepare for the game against Celtic next week. We ought to beat that rag tag and bobtail bunch of misfits, but I wonder.....
Why are 'St Johnstone' called 'St Johnstone' anyway?
Perth is an old established city (although now called a 'city' for some daft reason) and the area around Perth has been inhabited since Mesolithic times, around 8000 years ago. The River Tay was crossed at low tide here and settlements grew around it. The Tay contains the largest volume of water of any British river, and it it very cold indeed. This does not stop some folks dipping into it almost daily! They must be dafties! Perth was the residence of some of the past royalties, an important town during the Reformation, and possessed many industries, especially that of whisky. The main Kirk, or church, was dedicated to St John the Baptist and became known as 'St John's.' The town became known as 'St John's Toun' during the middle ages although the Pictish name Perth (meaning 'wood') was reinstated.
None of that interesting aside brightens the gloom here mind. The footballers have not yet received their wages, and the cash may well have run out. The owner wishes to sell and I would gladly buy him out for a £1 if I could find someone to lend me £30 million to pay the debts. Woe is us, the futures bright, for those who carry a candle in their pockets.
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9 comments:
Poor you. Cheer up, after all tomorrow is another day...
St. Johnstone are unique in British football - the only senior side to have the letter J in their name. They were well worth their win today - Hearts were awful...
Its sad the way that football is going, such big business and celebrity stuff at the top end and the smaller clubs are struggling.
So, it's tomorrow. Feeling positive are we?
Leaz, Another day. It's cold, dreich, damp and dark.
Mike, Temps felt very down about it I think.
Jenny, While it has always been that way the Sky TV money has polarised the gaps.
Leaz, bah, humbug!
It's not just the Jam Tarts who have a 'heid the ba' as an owner. Yon Craig Whyte is no Richard Branson either!
St Johnstone have a happy knack of picking decent young managers who get poached and the club gets compensated.
Hearts (or to be precise Mr Ovhisheid) seem to pick managers out of a hat and sack 'em when they lose a couple of games and have to pay compensation.
Hearts wage bill is considerably more than St Johnstone's entire turnover.
I have a real soft spot for the Jambos and I hope a way forward can be found.
Rab, The Whyte story is interesting!
I could name another club that should start not paying the players.....
Ken, I wonder who....?
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