Little General Baws

In this week, an international week, where nothing much will happen apart from the press getting them worked up into a jingoistic fever akin to the Romans in the coliseums, waiting the feeding of peasants to the lions, things of note or comment will be few and far between.

After Ecosses victory in Paris, a victory that confirmed ma non-pluses to the international scene and Scotland’s results, plus the reaction to the supposed “return of Scotland as a force in the world game ’” © Bill Leckie, Hugh Keevins, The Daily Record and The Sun after last weeks European exploits, I’m glad that someone has been quoted in print that makes ma warped sense of irony and, the what the meeja would call ma small-mindedness, make sense.

In today’s Herald, there is an interview wie little Dick Advocaat. In his musings came this gem

“Scotland had some problems before but they have been fixed by my old friends Walter Smith and now Alex. I am delighted for Alex, I knew he could do and that is why myself and David Murray gave him the opportunity at R*ngers”

The little General as always, modesty in broon brogues and an ill-fitting suit.

So, cause of ma dislike on the aforementioned general and since he is taking credit for his “friends” rising stock, I no longer feel bad for having thoughts aboot Scotland having the biggest collapse since Dida was “swedged” in the East End and Big Eck presiding over the most glorious, inglorious failure in Scotland’s international history, one, which he snatches 3 defeats from the jaws of victory and national sainthood.

And also I no longer feel bad, not that I did anyway, wishing for r*ngers to become a national laughing stock by losing their remaining 4 Champions League games by 4-0…

Forza