Sunday, 30 August 2015

FOOTBALL A FAMILY GAME?

One of the greatest sights for any football fan is seeing the next generation of supporter bedecked in their Clubs colours - quite often head to foot - heading to the game with a parent or older sibling.  
"Children are the future of the game" is a mantra oft trotted out by the great and the good and on the face of it- logically - they are spot on. It's always been that way, the evolution of life and normal course of things makes it so, as We grow older our ability to follow the beautiful game diminishes, and the vacuum left by older fans no longer being able to attend has to be filled. It's common sense. 
In not so distant by gone days it was often a natural progression. Dad went because his dad took him and dad's kid went for the same reason. It was a father and son ( and in a few cases father daughter) afternoon out, often indeed a grandfather, father, son, uncle, cousin afternoon out. A regular wider family bonding session if you will. The Saturday ritual was the same every other week as home games came around. Everyone would meet up at the same place, at the same time and do the same things. The adults invariably in their local having a few beers while the kids played outside accompanied by a can of ginger and packet of crisps! It was just what Saturday's were for. Thousands of families had similar rituals up and down the country no matter their allegiance. Lifelong friendships were forged by the kids. This all happened not as long ago as many would have you believe, there was indeed regularity in football before TV became the guv'nor in 1992!
Sadly it's all so different now. 
Children growing up in the 21st century have so many other things to do making the task of getting them to watch live sport a task in itself. Why should they want to stand or sit outside in all the elements for a couple of hours when they could be cosy at home getting goggle eyed on their laptop/tablet/games console or whatever! Especially in a time when its moved on from simply playing games against the device and it's now all about on line games against other people. 
But technology is only part of the problem! 
The "every other Saturday" routine is impossible now. 
So many Clubs, particularly the so called bigger Clubs, rarely have a Saturday afternoon game any more. It's lunchtime, evening, Friday night, Sunday, Monday - and that's before factoring in scheduled mid week games and those rearranged due to postponements and suchlike! The television scheduling of football is getting totally out of control.  It's beginning to affect every league and supporters of every side. Fans of the big Clubs are somewhat used to it now and seem to accept it as just what happens and the mantra "he who pays the piper calls the tune" is trotted out to justify the situation. 
It's all too easy to stay at home or go to the pub to watch your team! There's that many games on TV - or streams available via spurious satellite links why should people bother with the hassle and expense of actually attending games in the flesh, let alone drag their weans along! Especially with daft early afternoon or weekend evening kick offs. 
The way it's going in a little over a generation football Stadia will be half empty every week. People won't actually support teams. It's started already. Kids- not even just kids to be honest-  "follow" loads of teams from lots of different leagues having never actually ever been anywhere near a football stadium, let alone inside one for a game. 
Don't get me wrong, as a fan of the beautiful game, the almost blanket coverage of the sport and 24/7-365 access to up to date information is great but unless something is done quickly the working class game is going to eat itself and become a preserve of the well off with stadia almost exclusively populated by corporate customers paying big bucks to hob nob with their peers, instead of having terraces and stands rammed with passionate "working class" supporters who actually care about THEIR Club and its future more than the business deals being concluded over the steak or chicken in the corporate areas. 
The Clubs themselves need to wake up and smell the coffee ! The millions being made from television and commercial sponsorship deals seem to be increasing their greed and admission prices are continuing to spiral out of control in an upwardly direction at an alarming rate, further alienating the rank and file supporters from their Club, which on the face of it seems odd as you'd expect turnstyle prices to decrease as corporate income increases. 
Something has to be done before entire generations of youngsters are lost  and never have the pleasure of experiencing the highs and lows of what is still, just about, The Beautiful Game! 

Monday, 10 August 2015

We Welcome the Chase

 
For some time a certain member of the podcast has been pestering me to start blogging again about the famous Glasgow Rangers, Marc has been borderline persistent and I've been putting it off for some time and to be honest I have a few reasons. The first one is it's been difficult to find something positive to write about. The whole comedy road show that has surrounded the club in recent years has cast a black cloud over Ibrox. It's bad enough people have to have to listen to me be a miserable bastard on the pod let alone read my pessimistic blogs. I've never claimed to be any good at writing or explaining my views but I have to admit it's something I love to do, good or bad it gave me great pleasure and that's what's been missing. The certain X factor you get from the experience of going to watch football and I thrived on interacting with fellow fans and talk about it, and being on the pod is something I love doing, and I don't say that lightly. It's an absolute pleasure to chew the fat about Rangers and have a laugh with friends online. 
It was a shitty cup game against Albion Rovers that was the straw the broke the camels back, after a terrible 1-1 draw at Ibrox and a 7 hour round trip I was firmly the most annoyed I've ever been watching a game of football, but even now it's hard to describe the delight I have when I travel to Glasgow, let alone travel there for a game of football. I don't know what it is about Glasgow but I absolutely love the place and I'm actually buzzing when I come down for a match. Regardless of how bad the football has been in the last few seasons I still got excited about the prospect of driving down to watch my team and I think that's common with the vast majority of our support, no matter how bad we were on and off the pitch we still turned up to support the team.
The second reason was the animosity between fans on social media, it was a hotbed of in-house arguing and slagging matches, while I've never been one to shy away from a good "debate" (I'm using that phrase lightly) it got tiresome and I found myself getting dragged into lots of arguments which pissed me off. Opinions are like arseholes, everyone has one and I firmly believe everyone is entitled to one, opinion that is, but it started getting personal at points and while i do enjoy calling everyone the C bomb it was not pleasant to read so much hate flying about on Twitter and Facebook, I found myself being drawn into arguments and differences in opinions which I had to ignore in the end. 
Anyway time for positive and news, the Rangers are genuinely coming and the rest of Scottish football should be quaking in their little backstabbing, lying, hypocritical boots. The Warburton revolution is in full swing and finally it looks like we have a board in place with the interests of the club at heart and a manager worthy of sitting in the dugout. Mark Warburton has installed a belief in the players and that much is evident in the way the team have gelled and are playing some sublime passing football, now that's a sentence I didn't I would be writing any time soon. Just listening to the interviews with Mark has us foaming at the mouth, he talks with passion and a desire to succeed and it's intoxicating, also having Sir David of Weir as his assistant is a huge benefit to him on and off the park. David has a great connection with the club and that will help for multiple reasons, that much is obvious.
So the first league match has passed with a full stadium and a pleasing performance and result, we are far from the polished article but the signs are there, passing pressing attacking football. it's a bloody dream come true and we just can't get enough of it. It was reported the words "send them home happy" is emblazoned on the dressing room wall. Just reading that gave me goosebumps, I'm not going to lie. 
So there we go bears, im buzzing, you're buzzing and its finally falling into place. Im going to leave you with the immortal words from Bill Struth "Let the others come after us, we welcome the chase"



Best Thing Since Sliced Bread

In June 2015, Rangers FC announce Mark Warburton as their new manager.   
I must admit at first I was fairly pessimistic. Ex Brentford manager didn’t really sound the most promising at the time. I kept on hearing about how he worked wonders on Brentford and almost got them into the Premier League but flukes do happen.
The first sign that he had his head screwed on was the fact he signed Danny Wilson. To lure Wilson Hearts, especially after the previous season (as our main rivals) would take either hypnosis or one bloody good plan. 
 
The 3 year plan was then mentioned to the media and the reception from Rangers players regarding the plan was certainly promising. At an outlay of circa £700k , Warburton proceeded to sign James Tavernier, Andy Halliday, Martyn Waghorn, Jason Holt, Wes Foderingham, Jordan Thompson and Rob Keirnan.
Another 7 promising signings who were much better quality than any other players at Ibrox over the past three years.
  
After a carefully crafted pre-season , the first game approached against Burnley in a friendly at Ibrox. I attended this game and the first thirty minutes of the game were utterly amazing. Tika taka I believe is what the Spanish call it. That’s right! SPANISH FOOTBALL AT IBROX!!! We did however lose 1-0 yet there was many positives to take in that game. For the first time in God knows how long it seemed like Pep Guardiola was in charge of the team rather than Sam Allardyce.
The patience. The composure. The determination. 
A breath of fresh air to say the least.
Wilson and Keirnan were solid at the back. Wes seemed to know what he was doing yet seemed a bit nervous. Holt and Halliday bossed the midfield, a perfect replacement for Law and Black in my opinion. Waghorn however seemed a bit complacent and lacked enthusiasm, similar to Boyd last season. And finally Lord Tavernier showed the potential to be the most gorgeous sight I have ever seen at Ibrox.
A proper no 2. No more Foster, what a time to be alive.  

Finally the introduction of McKay after his previous loan deal out of the club gave me confidence that youth still has a place and that it all maybe good again, sooner than anticipated. This seasons average team age is now 24.4. I don’t think we had anyone 24 years old in our team last year?
Since the 4-0 win against East Fife when McKay made his debut. I’ve said he should start. Throughout the journey the tactic seemed to be that youngsters would be welcome for half a season and then they’re as good as non existent. At long last he’s returned and I definitely feel he’s proved me right, his first touch is perfect almost every time, he possesses pace and still improving.
I reckon he could’ve been as good, if not better, as Lewis Macleod. Another sign that we are back! Lest we forget. 
 
First competitive game was against Club Club.
One word, FITNESS. 
The Ramsfrac Cup has been fairly cruel to us previously and I was excited to watch us play a team that isn’t 6″5 Burnley with the Warburton mentally.
We went 1-0 down early to Club Club from a Foderingham mistake. He received quite a lot of stick for that which was unfair considering he’s a 24 year old keeper and considering the play that we’ve adapted, sloppy goals conceded are inevitable.
Around the 40th minute Hibs give away a free kick.
Up steps Lord Tavernier and my dog starts to go mental, jokingly I say to myself that my dog has superhuman (or dog) powers and can predict a goal but I dismiss this unrealistic optimism.
I forgot that this was the Warburton era.
What a strike! To bend it in from so close to the box? He must be a magician!  

5 minutes later? 5″4 Holt shrugs off Hibs jolly green giant centre back and slips a ball into Waghorn who scores. Last year we would’ve not even imagined having the heart to equalise but to then score another? Unheard of!  

Straight after the interval we’re at it again, Wallace plays a gorgeous ball to Waghorn who gets lucky with an Oaxley deflection. 
 
And then it begins. 
FITNESS. 
Another 3 goals including one spectacular Halliday shot shows Hibs can’t keep up. After 70 minutes of making the ball do the work and watching Hibs chase the game shows that we are just too good.
It’s a long time overdue but most welcome. 
 
Finally Peterhead. 
A game of domination in which we won 3-0 and Peterhead didn’t even get a single shot on target. Finishing was poor. Final pass needs some work during these triple training sessions surely? Brilliant to see Tavernier score again however.  

In my opinion, fans need to remain patient and don’t take anything for granted (no matter how hard that may be). Mistakes will come with the way we play especially in defence but as I said, patience , triple training sessions , match time and Warburton will sort it.
As for Warburton, I’m no longer pessimistic, infact, I can’t wait.
Over the past three years I’ve been the one that’s kept me and my old man from leaving games early, we’ve applauded teams who have outplayed us in the leagues below and now, Warburton is the one who’s making me restore faith in football at Ibrox.
Bring on St Mirren, bring on this league, bring on the football. WATP
(Don’t forget to wear your retro kit for St Mirren)

Twitter – @AnonymousGer72

Friday, 7 August 2015

Taps Aff?

Tonight sees The Rangers return to the Championship, a title chase we weren't supposed to repeat. For the first time in years there is a positive buzz around the team. We’re playing exciting football and appear to have a good attacking philosophy. Its early days but it’s hard not to get too excited when we’re beating our title rivals 6-2 before the season has even kicked off. Amongst this joy, there is an unfortunate feeling of discontent.

It’s not unfair to say that the Rangers support has been fractured in recent years. Recent boardroom battles has seen a civil war of sorts amongst fan groups. There were those that were vehemently opposed to the then current board but they did have their admirers. It’s not for me claim who was right and who was wrong, personally I wasn’t the greatest fan of that regime however neither was I firmly in the Dave King camp. I was naïve when Craig Whyte took the reins and was reluctantly won over by Charles Green. That’s made me sceptical, and perhaps too pessimistic, however trust is something that those in charge will need to earn, I can’t put faith first.

Despite all the change at Rangers Mike Ashley has remained a constant. A divisive figure, there are fans that still back the billionaire and will not be convinced otherwise. I won’t judge these fans although I think the Sports Direct deal speaks for itself which has drawn its own battle line between supporters. Should we buy the official merchandise or not?

When fans should be united, tonight, there is a campaign to reject the new top and instead wear an older pre-Sports Direct one in protest to Ashley. Whereas I like seeing retro kits amongst the Ibrox faithful, I feel it’s unfair that fans be judged for their decision. The pod’s own Stevie Taylor has been getting ribbed by the team over being a “spiv” when he sports the latest top but it’s done in jest. From what I’ve seen on twitter, not all jibes aimed at fans are in good humour, and it works both ways with a minority of both factions showing a sense of defiance.

There is no right or wrong here. I asked our followers on @WWTC_POD if they’d be purchasing the new top or not. I received mixed responses but it was interesting to note how many wouldn’t be buying the top for themselves but wouldn’t deny their child their annual treat. As a man in his thirties who still receives a Rangers top from his own Dad each year, I can understand.


Saying that, he hasn’t got me one yet and I don’t know if I’d buy one. If you think my arse is sore form sitting on the fence, I only have two options and will inevitably fall into either camp anyway. Regardless if you’re for, against or basically don’t care about Ashley, it shouldn’t matter when it comes to supporting the team. The eleven guys on the pitch aren’t playing politics and whether your sponsor is 32 Red, Carling or LionBrand, the Bear next to you is in attendance for the same reason you are. To support the team. I’m not suggesting we link arms and sing Kumbaya but I’m sure we can at least put our differences aside for ninety minutes. Things are looking good down Ibrox way, let’s embrace it.

Thursday, 6 August 2015

Follow We Will

Follow we Will

Born and bred in Govan, I grew up in a Rangers supporting family and from a very early age was taken to Ibrox with my Dad. He introduced me gently, by first of all taking to me reserve games and then we advanced to first team matches. I loved everything about it.

During the school holidays, me and some of my pals from Copland Road primary would spend everyday waiting outside the Albion training ground to get autographs from the players as they made there way across the road to the stadium to get bathed and changed. We would sometimes get the same signature 3 or 4 times a week for the duration of the holidays. Yet, not once did any of the players give you the impression that they were fed up with you asking.

When I first started going to games, the club was managed by Scot Symon whose office at the time was located on the right hand side just above the main entrance as you looked at the stadium. My school team actually used the pitch opposite for our games as we never had one of our own and we played on Saturday mornings. Sometimes you would see Mr Symon sitting in his office and wonder “is he watching me” obviously not would be the sensible answer, but when you are of primary school age you can’t help but dream.

As I got that bit older and started attending games with my mates, we used to stand in the same spot every home match. It was commonly known to some as the “Derry” it was located at the top right of the terracing opposite the main stand. That was where the best atmosphere was in the ground and at times it was absolutely packed in that wee corner, while there was some space in other areas. So many fans wanted to be part of the atmosphere created in this area. A lot of older bears will remember this well.

These are childhood memories I will always cherish.

Fast Forward

Over the years we have had some ups and downs like winning the Cup Winners Cup, an underperforming team and low crowds of the early 80’s, the Souness era, 9 in a row, UEFA Cup final, to Sir David Murray selling the club to Craig Whyte for £1. Our darkest day came when Whyte entered the club into administration.

It has been a long tough 3½ years for the fans but with Dave King in control of the club now, and a management team of Warburton and Weir, the majority of us have that feel good factor back again.

Onwards and Upwards.

We Welcome the Chase






Tuesday, 4 August 2015

PRIDE OR PREJUDICE? – THE ALLAN SAGA

Only in the goldfish bowl of Scottish football would a transfer story relating to a player’s potential move between two second tier clubs attract so much attention, but it would seem that any emerging rumour involving either half of the Old Firm north of Hadrian’s Wall is enough to send fans, professionals and journalists into a frenzy.

Of course, I make reference to the long-drawn-out saga that has surrounded Scott Allan, Hibs’ dynamic play-maker who has now tendered a written transfer request following two bids from his boyhood heroes, Rangers, which were both swiftly rebuffed by his current employers. The fees tabled by Rangers have been labelled as derisory by Hibs fans and those of other teams looking in, and at a glance, £225k does seem low in exchange for the Scottish Championship Player of the Season. However, Allan is in the final year of his contract, and by tendering his transfer request, has made it abundantly clear that he does not see his long term footballing future at Easter Road.

 The fact that this request has been submitted following two bids from the team he has supported since childhood makes slight allusion to his desired destination. It is no secret that Allan has a strong affection for Rangers, with small asides on his social media accounts referencing his support for the boys in royal blue. One picture shows a pair of green and white football boots, recently obtained from sponsors, under which a friend highlights his distaste for the colours Allan will be wearing. Allan then goes on to agree with this assessment, and justifies the new footwear by declaring ‘I agree, but I have to wear them’.

In another, a friend leaves a comment reading ‘WATP’, an acronym for ‘We Are The People’, a popular slogan of self-endearment used by the Rangers faithful. Allan replies directly, stating ‘Indeed we are’. Although these appear to be small indicative factors, which many would laugh off as irrelevant, these are certainly pieces of evidence which point towards his love for Rangers, and being a club which gets under one’s skin rather easily, these pieces of evidence certainly add fuel to the flames of speculation.

So what are the possible outcomes then? Through a couple of club statements, Hibs have reiterated time and again their lack of willingness to part with what is seen as their talisman to a direct divisional rival, and also a direct promotion rival. Without Rod Petrie ruling the boardroom with an iron-fist, a man well known for siphoning transfer fees from fellow Scottish clubs for Hibs best talent, it certainly seems that the combination in resolve of Chief Executive Leean Dempster and manager Allan Stubbs will take a lot of breaking down, and definitely more than £225k could hope to do.

As mentioned, Allan is out of contract at the end of this season, and as such will be available on a pre-contract agreement at the beginning of the new year. It is being widely reported that should Hibs stand firm and resist any further advances from Rangers, that Allan will pen a deal with the Light Blues when he is able to, with Rangers thus acquiring his services for nothing. The Hibs view is that they would rather lose Allan without a fee in return rather than strengthen the team who is being touted to go toe to toe with them for the Championship title this season, and with it, automatic promotion back to the Premier League. The cost to them would not only be the immediate loss of their best player, but also the immediate strengthening of their direct opponents for the title, not to mention the impact such an outcome would have on the rest of the squad at Easter Road.

The fans’ backlash would be furious too. Having taken a brief skim through some Hibs forums in order to gauge feeling, it would seem that some are even in favour of giving Allan away to Celtic for nothing during this transfer window, in order to ensure that Rangers cannot land their man. This is a point of bemusement with me. I am all too aware that Rangers are going to be in direct competition with Hibs in the forthcoming campaign, however, this stance in terms of ‘giving Allan away’ to Celtic, preventing him from sealing his dream move, begins to show a shade of inane dislike towards Rangers.

It is rare to see Rangers referred to as this on these forums. The alternatives of ‘Sevco’, ‘Huns’ or ‘Zombies’ are now ingrained into the vernacular of most opposition supporters, which in itself tells a story of loathing, and rejoice in Rangers well documented financial troubles. It has become a point of principle among many of these keyboard-warriors, not that Allan will remain at Hibs, but that he will move on to anyone but Rangers.

There is no doubting that Scott Allan would be an improvement to the Rangers squad. He was far and away the shining light in the Championship last season and was deserving winner of the Player of the Season award. His skill on the ball and keen eye for a killer pass are characteristics which would make him an attractive prospect for a whole string of potential suitors. But do Rangers really need him?

Rangers 6-2 win at Easter Road on Saturday, in what was Mark Warburton and his new-look squad’s first competitive fixture, may provide some evidence to the contrary. Having been decidedly lacklustre in the midfield department since the departure of Lewis MacLeod to Brentford, the all-action, bustling debuts of Andy Halliday and Jason Holt will have pleasured the Rangers loyal no end. Halliday, another died-in-the-wool supporter, capped his debut with a fantastic 25 yard effort, which clipped off the underside of the crossbar and in, sealing a dream start to the Ibrox career of a boy who grew up on the Copland Road, a stone’s throw from Ibrox.

The industrious performances of the two new boys in the engine room even managed to bring Nicky Law onto something approximating a good game, a player who I have lambasted as a passenger and a wage-thief in the past couple of seasons. It does seem that the Warburton rejuvenation is rubbing off on the players who endured some troublesome times under Ally McCoist, and this can only be a good thing for Rangers, who will be keen to return to the top table and challenge their old rivals Celtic at the earliest opportunity.

In my opinion, Rangers do not need Scott Allan. No player is bigger than a club, and if any club was to be used for this analogy, it would be Rangers. There is no question that he would add flair and creativity, however, we are in possession of adequate attacking threats in the midfield area. The whole soap opera now seems to matter less about the potential benefits for Rangers, or hindrances for Hibs, and more about a point of principle (or prejudice) between the two clubs. Viewing the tweets of some Hibs fans following the announcement that Allan had officially handed in a transfer request earlier this evening made for some shocking and quite disgusting reading. Some were wishing death upon him, whilst others hailed abuse and conveyed their wish that he contract a severe illness, his diabetes worsens, or that he suffers a career threatening injury. It is in no doubt in my mind that, had the potential suitors involved in this debacle been a team from Glasgow’s East End, such extreme emotions among the followers of the Cabbage would not have been stirred.

Rangers also copped it rather heavily from some sections of the press, with BBC’s Alasdair Lamont questioning the morality of Rangers timing behind their bids, a few days before the teams faced each other in the Petrofac Training Cup 1st Round. These accusations of immorality are levelled at Rangers, however, Celtic, fresh from signing Dundee United’s three best players in recent months, escape unscathed by any criticism from the press.

Celtic paid £250k for Mackay-Steven, a player of undoubted ability, who was also in the final year of his contract. It could also be claimed that had Dundee United managed to keep a hold of Ciftci, Mackay-Steven and Armstrong, that they would be in a much healthier position from which to mount a challenge to Celtic’s dominance of the top tier of Scottish football. All this whilst United are managed by a former Celtic player, who is receiving a portion of these transfer fees. None of this is questioned, whereas Rangers making a genuine attempt to strengthen their squad is hounded on as if it were an atrocity. Can someone tell me when the Petrofac Cup suddenly took on such an aura of significance? Answers on a postcard please.

Overall, following Hibs latest rebuttal, I am almost sure that Allan will not be playing at Ibrox come the end of the window, however I am also almost sure that he will not move anywhere else. Hibs face the prospect of carrying an unhappy player around their squad for the whole league campaign, and the potential cause for unrest among the dressing room cannot be ignored. Judging by Saturday’s result, Rangers are more than capable of mounting a successful bid for the league title with or without Allan’s services, something else which flies in the face of Hibs treatment of Allan like a kind of Cristiano Ronaldo style talismanic presence. Allan’s previous social media interactions, plus images circulating purporting to show him out drinking with some members of the Rangers squad following the match on Saturday, make it clear as day that we wants to come home to Ibrox, but it seems likely that Hibs will stick by their guns.

It remains to be seen how the biggest Scottish transfer story of the summer will affect the two clubs involved in the drama. It does seem that Hibs have backed themselves into an unwelcome corner, either facing the wrath of angry supporters or the sulk of a disappointed Allan, whereas Rangers seem to have rattled their rivals and will be prepared to look elsewhere for new recruits between now and the end of August. I can’t help but think that Allan will pull on the famous royal blue one day, it just remains to be seen when this day will come.