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Maybe Racing gifted a bike 40s/50s. Maybe St E presented a bike in 1975. Maybe they threw in a miner's lamp but that was more likely Gornik. As I say, I don't know. But I do know they brought a bike with them in 1957. Fact.

Never mind that, Boabie. Did we beat the greenyins?

Two ties. 1957 and 1975. The bike gift was 1957.

A gift from St Etienne marking a euro-tie late 50s early 60s. At the time, perhaps still, bicycle manufacture was a big industry in the city of St E.

Interesting move. Huge success or utter failure. Nothing in between.

Sky saying he's going to Manchester Utd on a year's contract. Preferred OT to China.

He'll be joining Raul and Morientes in the squad for Japan

Not a sports department production, obviously. I feature in the crowd behind the goal as Eric cracks it in. World class player. What would he cost at today's values?

His auld faither was Crown Agent. (Heid bummer of the PFs)

Enough of these cyber threats. I expect the poor fellow is on the 'phone now to the Gardai, the entire Irish Diplomatic Corps and any passing Nuncio to demand protection from imminent attack.

Caldow. None better.

John Shughes is available for a reprise of the Leith gig.

Note the "finished on a high". Fair enough. It's a true statement. No mention of " tarnished by fan behaviour". Quite right. It was a football achievement. But contrast with a cup win in Barcelona, 1972. The victory is always qualified by the other bit. Without fail.

Is there an English language version of this stuff?

And if I remember correctly the first sight of one Konterman, Bert, Centre-half (purportedly) I was ten minutes late switching on the Holland/Germany game and thefirst image on the screen is a wee German forward out-jumping our Bert who is nowhere near getting his head to the ball. No surprise, really. His eyes were shut. Did the rocket goal against the tims make up for all the rest?

God help us.

He'll be taking his own backroom staff to OT. I wonder if our own Ser Barristan will get the PR job?

A man for all seasons.

And now he has, Walter. At long last.

Pete'll be going round to see him.

With a mother who writes what she does, the lad has really done quite well for himself.

Wait a minute was that not some old club that apparently died a few years ago?

The old Glasgow City Police wold have sorted it no bother. Big bobbies in heavy raincoats not wee lassies in blouses. And there would have been no sleek PR blokes on the telly mouthing inanities about working with partner agencies, understanding and learning. What was to understand and learn?

Were you working at the BBC then, AM?

How can they reiterate something they never said in the first place?