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I don't know if 'bulking up' is essential. I look at players like Ngolo Kante, and Sadio Mane, who are fast, strong, and effective (just a bit!) but who seem more wiry of frame.

Arsenal played a lot of football in front of the Palace defence. Palace, indeed any Allardyce team, will take that all day, and all night. Arsenal had insufficient creativity and imagination, and thus could not break down a resolute defence, for which the loanee Sakho stood out. The Arsenal 'star' men, Sanchez and Ozil were ineffective, and the most impressive attacker on show was Zaha, who showed pace, trickery, determination, and had enough strength to bully Arsenal's often timid defenders. The Palace team deserves bucketsful of credit for their performance. Alas, this will be swamped by acres of prose regarding the poverty of Arsenal's performance, and of Arsene's £20K per diem dilemma. The Palace crowd were terrific - what an atmosphere. So well done to them, also. As a footnote, re: Wenger, I find it interesting to note that, contrary to his early successful, trophy laden, years, when he was portrayed as a well rounded man of intellectual substance , an economist to trade, but/and a connoisseur of Japanese poetry and theatre, a litterateur, and a linguist, it is now suggested that his life is football, that little of value exists for him beyond it, and that this amour fou is the reason he refuses to go quietly into that Gunnerless night. Cynically, I think that the money may have something to do with it.

You could make a similar observation about players, Jean-Jacques.

I have just heard it trailed, heavily, on Radio Scotland. The strange thing is that that it has always been claimed that the Boys' Club was legally independent of Fhilth FC, a suggestion that BBC appear to confirm -"...It was created as a separate entity from the football club, but it has been closely linked throughout its history and acted as a feeder club,..."- and yet, despite this autonomy, Fhilth FC was able to sack Torbett from whatever formal post he held within the Boys' Club. Go figure.

A background in herding cats, I assume.

The impotent rage would be wonderful. The BBC studios for radio and TV, and the sports desks of the Rhecord and Gherald, and all the rest, would look like out takes from Cronenberg's 'Scanners', as the anti Rangers bigots' heads exploded. It would all be positive: the detonations of their brain pans would demonstrate, for once and all, how little grey matter there was among them.

Caixinha speaks better English than Jackson; I imagine that that will go, too, for his command of the written word. Caixinha has, in all likelihood, forgotten more about football, football coaching, tactics, and formations than Jackson knows, or is ever likely to know. Caixinha is a highly qualified coach, with considerable, interesting, and varied experience behind him. Jackson is a shill for an anti Rangers publication, which seems to be beholden to fhilthfc for its ideology and for finance. Jackson is a ned with a keyboard.

Bill Leckie is a poor excuse for a football writer. However, he does keep on message: make Garner's 'behaviour' the story, rather than the footnote it is.

My advice, my friend, is to get used to it.

10:30pm, as far as I can see. By that time, the story of the game will have been so revised that one might well doubt that it ever happened.

Another fecund liar; Scottish fitba' is festooned with them. There is no doubt that Garner was 'nutted' twice, although Jack actually employed little force in either. Garner exaggerated the impact. Still a red card for Jack, for 'Violent Conduct'.

Sportsound: Michael Stewart - Aberdeen could/should have had penalty in 1st half. Wilson on McGinn. Escaped me. By 10.30 tonight, the party line will be "Rangers should have lost, only refereeing incompetence allowed the win."

Well, it seems that they are only sheep shagging bastards, after all.

So far, it is a game of two halves, as they used to say.

Lafferty feigned contact. Garner was butted twice. Neither blow should have decked him, I agree, but it was "violent conduct". If Garner had been the aggressor, he would have walked, of that I have no doubt.

It was "violent conduct" by the red scumbag.

Should be one up. Two bites of the cherry, and ballsed up both.

If Garner had acted like Jack - red card for sure.

"Unsolidified stool", if you want another opinion.

Provan is not a 'pundit', and never will be. His commentary contributions range from the anodyne to the meaningless, with the odd diversion into the bleedin' obvious. It astonishes me that he remains in a job.

I would not bet against him getting a significant 'contribution'. Nor would I bet against the piggery becoming the "National" Stadium, with the SFA and SPFL as tenants.

Spiers is a prick. If anyone must communicate with him, ask when, if ever, volubly displaying, in his words, "a natural denominational antipathy" towards a Baptist Minister becomes religious bigotry.

The culprit was tinned corned beef: 1964 Aberdeen typhoid outbreak From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia In 1964 there was an outbreak of typhoid in the city of Aberdeen, Scotland. The first two cases were identified on 20 May 1964; eventually over 400 cases were diagnosed and the patients were quarantined at the City Hospital in Urquhart Road, but no fatalities resulted. Dr Ian MacQueen, the Medical Officer of Health for Aberdeen, became well known in the media for his twice-daily briefings.[1][2] The outbreak was eventually traced to contaminated tinned corned beef from South America made by Fray Bentos and sold in the city's branch of the Scottish grocery chain William Low. Pollution from the waters of the Uruguay River (which flows into the Río de la Plata) appeared to be the source of the contamination, probably through water entering a defective tin through a small puncture. The infected meat then contaminated a meat slicing machine within the William Low shop, leading to the spread of the disease.

The guttersnipe Lennon is in no position to "demand" anything from the SFA, quite frankly. The second article, from the pages of the Gherald, is another in a decades long, tedious series of apologias, from the Scottish print and other media, for the behaviour of the Lurgan Neanderthal. I have heard dozens, possibly scores, of vindications over the years, and each one has emphasised this creature's intellect, his singular charm, his exemplary deportment, and his possession of every other conceivable virtue, short, merely, of miracle-making. I have thought from the first, and still think now, seeing no reason to change my view, that his pals in the press, on radio, and on television, quite simply, doth protest too much.

Connor Sammon an "ace". Ffs. Finally, the Scottish sporting media has left me lost for words.