Peter the Pointer

It’s always a sad day when you hear of an ex-Celt, some would call a Celtic legend, I would maybe term a loyal servant who lived the dream and was well rewarded wie a testimonial, being doon on his luck. When I read Peter Grants comments after his Norwich side crashed to QPR I knew his “Harry Potters” were in the post.

Looks like oor Peter was quite honest wie his assessment of himself and judging by what I have read and heard he looks like he has made a few mistakes along the way, slagging players in public, bad signings- he was Alan Pardew’s assistant right enough- and not scoring in six games is panic stations in any chairman or womans book.

While Peter was one that split the Celtic support, I remember loving him when he broke into the team then when the bleak times came he was the easy target, I think he would admit himself he was never the most talented player. But he was a honest player that gave his all.

For me the game that sums up Peter Grant was the 1995 Scottish Cup Final. Injured and struggling he alone carried the team that day to end the barren of barren spells. So here it is, worth watching for the 8 odd minutes during this international week.

Forza