Well AMMS I don't know what you mean! It's just my opinion.
Maybe i'm subconsciously biased after reading days upon days of the Daily Records Hotline column or being forced to listen to the Real Radio Drone On at work and having to suffer fools gladly but I think had any other two teams in the SPL been in an identical situation I would have thought the same.
Admittedly I don't like Rangers (I watched all their UEFA cup games) but I definitely don't like Aberdeen either. Or Celtic for that matter.
A lovely day in eastern Scotland, so it's off to Forfar as Arbroath are away. The town boasts a reasonable swimming pool, so my wife can entertain herself whist I'm being entertained by The Loons.
First, find the ground, and don't be taken in by Forfar West End's ground, which boasts a social club. Unlike Station Park, so a trip to the nearest pub in necessary. And a pint of real beer, always a pleasant surprise in Scotland.
Back to the ground, I nip into the shop and buy a couple of mugs. Unfortunately the scarves on sale were wordless, so I don't bother to buy one. The bloke behind the counter kindly lets me leave them with him, to pick up after the game.
Next up, buy a bridie. And sit down on the terrace behind the Elgin goal in the sun to eat it. Very pleasant, and infinitely superior to the sausage roll I mistakenly ate at Pollok a few years back.
My brother-in-law texts me to whine about the price he's just paid to watch Middlesbrough play Tottenham Hotspur. As I text him back, a Loon gets sent off for reasons (to me) unknown. This inspires Elgin to miss a series of increasingly easy chances.
I change ends at half-time to the pleasingly large terrace behind the goal at the far end of the ground. Both sides spend most of the second half having a chance missing competition, until an Elgin player gets it horribly wrong and scores.
As I gradually start to make my way back to the club shop, I glance into the car park next to the big terrace. It's rammed with people, far more than are at the ground. From what I can tell, they're at an auction of antique agricultural equipment. Although up here, it could be cutting edge stuff...
As I'm wandering back to pick up my mugs, an Elgin player gets sent off. That's two sendings-off, and I've missed them both.
The match finishes, I collect my mugs, find a pub with a telly and find out that we're up to minus eleven, meet my wife and it's back to where we're staying and a meal at an excellent fish restaurant. Which is only slightly ruined by a photograph of Rod Stewart leering at us. Apparently he'd been in the area following his unspeakable club. Still, that's Londoners for you...
Bobo Bogarde, I mean Balde, has turned down a move to Birmingham which would have seen him on £25,000 a week.
And why wouldn't he, says you -- after all, as things stand he's getting paid a reputed £28,000 a week by Celtic to sit on his hole doing precisely nothing.
Except that Birmingham's reported offer is better than his current deal -- two years at £25k a week is better than nine months at £28k a week. And if he sits on the bench for another year, he won't be able to command anything like £25k a week by summer 2009.
He's not the brightest, is big Bobo.
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Last Edit: 28-08-2008 19:32 By Hieronymus of Hesselink.
Bobo is holding out for a testimonial, you just don't get that kind of loyalty anymore these days.
Don't know if I'm buying all these Celtic injuries though, and I really like the Larsson story, that should keep the masses silent right up to the transfer deadline.
I'm off on holiday tomorrow so win, lose or draw it'll be a week or so before you'll benefit from my blue tinted version of the weekends events, I'm sure you all just can't wait.
I'm going to Anstruther, so Fifepride better tell the national guard to be on standby and close down the off-licences just in-case, you know what us Rangers fans are like.
QUOTE: I really like the Larsson story, that should keep the masses silent right up to the transfer deadline.
Unfortunately, even the stupidest of our fans realise that Henrik is not a left-back.
Can't believe we're going to have to suffer another season of Lee Naylor waiting until an opponent is two inches away from him before trying to clear the ball.
A lovely day in eastern Scotland, so it's off to Forfar as Arbroath are away. The town boasts a reasonable swimming pool, so my wife can entertain herself whist I'm being entertained by The Loons.
First, find the ground, and don't be taken in by Forfar West End's ground, which boasts a social club. Unlike Station Park, so a trip to the nearest pub in necessary. And a pint of real beer, always a pleasant surprise in Scotland.
Back to the ground, I nip into the shop and buy a couple of mugs. Unfortunately the scarves on sale were wordless, so I don't bother to buy one. The bloke behind the counter kindly lets me leave them with him, to pick up after the game.
Next up, buy a bridie. And sit down on the terrace behind the Elgin goal in the sun to eat it. Very pleasant, and infinitely superior to the sausage roll I mistakenly ate at Pollok a few years back.
My brother-in-law texts me to whine about the price he's just paid to watch Middlesbrough play Tottenham Hotspur. As I text him back, a Loon gets sent off for reasons (to me) unknown. This inspires Elgin to miss a series of increasingly easy chances.
I change ends at half-time to the pleasingly large terrace behind the goal at the far end of the ground. Both sides spend most of the second half having a chance missing competition, until an Elgin player gets it horribly wrong and scores.
As I gradually start to make my way back to the club shop, I glance into the car park next to the big terrace. It's rammed with people, far more than are at the ground. From what I can tell, they're at an auction of antique agricultural equipment. Although up here, it could be cutting edge stuff...
As I'm wandering back to pick up my mugs, an Elgin player gets sent off. That's two sendings-off, and I've missed them both.
The match finishes, I collect my mugs, find a pub with a telly and find out that we're up to minus eleven, meet my wife and it's back to where we're staying and a meal at an excellent fish restaurant. Which is only slightly ruined by a photograph of Rod Stewart leering at us. Apparently he'd been in the area following his unspeakable club. Still, that's Londoners for you...
I think you have pictured Station Park well. I like going there and so do most people - for many it's one of the best away trips.
A strange this is happening to me. I am getting back into watching Aberdeen despite the current frustrating state of the club. I was at Motherwell a couple of weeks for a painfully poor game and heading to Love Street this afternoon for what I assume will be more of the same. We look pretty solid at the back now (even with Considine in the team) but the midfield is sorely lacking in creativity. Derek (or is it Darren ? I could never tell them apart) Young I was already acquainted with, but I am particularly impressed with Mark Kerr's invisible man act. Can anyone tell me what he does ? Gary MacDonald is not very goood at all and Stuart Duff is woeful to paraphrase Alan Cunt Green. Tommy Wright is an interesting signing - I am using interesting in the 'psychopath' sense of the word.
HoH - Strachan was stupid to let Mulgrew go given your current left back problems. The guy is a class act and (sadly) our most creative player.