It has been a tough day. Beginning at noon I watched the awful poor Rangers v Celtic match. While the SKY commentators build up these games I know not but as usual there was little football played. Instead we had an hour and a half of huffing and puffing going nowhere. One goal out of nothing leaving Rangers victors. Now as we speak around 150 domestic incidents occur in the west of Scotland, the usual result when someone wins this game.
Following this I managed to watch some of the English mediocrity that costs dazzling amounts of cash. What I saw of Burnley and Leeds made me worried for the future dementia of the Burnley players, not including the one or two who may already have this. My niece, the best looking and most intelligent one, married a man from Burnley, which may disprove my claims about her. With their son being born any day now I am doing my best to wean the boy from his dad and onto the Heart of Midlothian. I have this worked out already. By the time he is 16 he will be in Edinburgh playing for the Scotland under 17s because of his granddad, loving the life and awaiting a transfer to Real Madrid or Juventas.
I will be his agent...
I certainly will not allow him to play for Burnley, he will have a brain after all, and he will not join Wolves or Manchester United either, not after that dismal effort they put out tonight. Dearie me the Pars game yesterday was more exciting, more football and better than anything this lot offered up today. Big money does not produce big talent worth watching.
Not much time for anything else, though I did manage to listen to this in the morning....
