Celtic V Moscow- The Fallout.
This morning I thought the impression I had, that I had just witnessed one of the best Champions League qualifiers ever, a game that had everything, and a game that the theater of Celtic Park was made to witness one that was in-keeping with the history of the grand old stadium.
But reading the Scotsman and also the player ratings in the Herald- canny post it but just lets say Hesslelink got a 3, Naylor a 5, no other player, bar Naka, got above a 6 and Caldwell was said to have “Never inspired confidence”- the press seem to have a big bee in there bonnet over the fact we have qualified.
Right, we did ride oor luck, Spartak had their chances, which was expected, as they are a good side, one that no seeded team wanted. But in the second half we looked more likely, once the game got stretched and we started spraying the baw around at speed.
In Europe you need a bit of luck, something we have found to our cost when it deserts you. You couldnae slide a beer mat between the two teams last night or over the two legs. But one had to go through and Spartak will have watched that draw and looked at some of the dross that qualified instead of them and feels unlucky that they drew us.
So what is the presses problem? Maybe they were spending the extra TV money for r*ngers on another Lee McCulloch. Maybe they thought that their fawning over the Walter revolution would gain kudos if a handy side knocked us out.
Or maybe that watched the dross r*ngers produced the other night, against a rank rotten side, then watched us compete and not look out of place against a quality side and they have just got worried.
Forza
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