Jaggernaut

Hands up; all of that seems reasonable to me. Heck, I cannae even find a wayward apostrophe to criticise! .....There are plenty.....?

I think the only real competition would be Fox. Boyle has improved tremendously, but that doesn't make him a stand-out (for me). He's often ponderous on the wing when we're on the attack; if you get one overlap per game it's a bonus. Same for Paton, although he's a better defender and crosser. Rowser runs around and can be inspirational at times, but any midfielder should be scoring more than he has done.

Or to the hunnery to assist McCoist in evil?

As far as who the Player of the Year might be, if Doolan bags a few more in the remaining games then it'll be hard to overlook him. Buchanan is starting to fade from memory entirely.

Excellent photies. Think I spotted myself in a crowd shot: http://sports.webshots.com/photo/2089613890105401695yBSHHm

Not a lot wrong with that assessment, other than maybe the spelling of kant.

Sadly, I think that's probably true. I know several Thistle "fans" that didn't even bother attending the Scottish Cup semi a few years back, and who don't even go to Firhill for any "crunch" matches. And what's really sad is that a couple of them live no more than a stone's throw from the stadium.

My "source" at Falkirk told me that when Falkirk were having serious cash flow problems due to all the winter postponements that Pressley wrote out a fairly hefty cheque which went a long way to keeping them in business. That would at least partly explain his "lack of respect" comments aimed at the fans who want him sacked.

Let's hope so. Tuesday evening would be the perfect occasion to start.

Yesterday on the train going to Glasgow for the match, I'm sitting at a table beside one guy, and there's another guy across from us. At Larbert two girls get on, maybe Italian, clearly backpackers/tourists. One sits in the vacant seat across from me. There are some newspapers lying on the table, and in broken English she asks the guy next to her if they belong to him. His reply, word for word: "Naw hen; aye, wire in." The girl stared blankly at him for several seconds, desperately trying to figure out what he had said or meant. Then ever so slowly she moved her hand towards the newspaper and picked it up carefully, as if terrified that maybe he was going to bellow out some kind of protest. I wish it could have been caught on camera. This afternoon, back from Glasgow, waiting for a bus in central Stirling. The town centre is populated by, frankly, all sorts of no-hopers, drunks, jakies, dope-heads, beggars and slappers, some of them in several of those categories at the same time. It was actually like some kind of mad-house. One middle aged guy sitting on a ledge near the bus stop, face all purple and blotchy, clothes filthy, and he's absolutely steaming, begging money from all who pass. Another guy, younger, also steaming, staggers up to him. This second guy has no front top teeth and what lower teeth he has are mostly dark brown or black, and he has various chib marks on his face. It's clear that the two know each other and haven't seen each other for some time. "You're looking well," said the first to the second. I had to turn away to hide the grin on my face when I heard that.

New manager, we're safe in the league, a chance for a fresh approach,..... Kick-off: ball touched to one player, back it goes to midfield, and out goes the ball for a shy to the opposition. Aw fur f*ck sake; what is it with "managers" in this country? Then in the programme is an article about Willie Sharp's record-breaking goal. From kick off he belts forward and receives a low pass right through the middle of the opposition's defence. Goal! It's not rocket surgery, is it?

There's a very poor joke in there just waiting to come out...

I actually wondered about that yesterday. It would make sense.

Poured myself an extra dram last night to commemorate the immortals.

Excellent photies. The one of Jamie Campbell clearly shows the mark left on him by the Ross County player's shocking tackle in the 1st half.

Hear Hear! Yes, it's grim, but it has been a lot worse. And we have the makings of "a right good team" (I. McCall, 2011). Next season ticket's money is ready to send off to start supporting the next campaign.

It was a totally stupid shove by Archie. On seeing the wall lined up, I was pretty sure the guy was going to score. And he did, perfectly.

Interesting how folk see things differently. I thought Kinniburgh had a good game yesterday, whereas Campbell had a bit of a nightmare, apart from that great shot in the 1st half. I even thought that Cairney was looking a bit more like his old self in terms of attitude, although several of the players were caught ball watching and not getting stuck in. Boyle, in particular, on several occasions.

I was thinking about this on the way home yesterday. For me it really started with closing the main stand, which instantly made the place look like a ghost town. Add that to the bing, then you get games like yesterday's that are taking place in a 1-sided stadium. Add the terrible pitch and the poor quality of the football on show, along with the high cost when money is tight......

"RANGERS GO BUST!" There, said it! Most of their fans would desert football entirely, as I suspect most of ours would (me, for one). A small number might look around for another team to follow follow, but the rabid orangemen/sweet chariots/god save the queen morons wouldn't be amongst them.

Maxi has taken a taxi.

All I can say is that I'm going to the match for personal reasons. I'm saying nothing else about the matter.

"I'm not saying yes and I'm not saying no. I'm saying nothing at all on the subject." I'd suggest that the final sentence says everything that there is to say!

Can we take it that you don't think Gus is the man for the job?