Uilleam

We are not, I am pleased to say, such fecund liars as them.

Down to a mere £30M in the Guardian online

I took "tedermeatballs" to be a typo, initially, but some very quick research led me to -the Estonian "teder", which means black grouse, or black cock; and to -the Estonian writer Tarmo Teder, notable, among other works, for his 2006 novel "Onanistid", ("The Onanists", in English). Coincidence? I think not. Therefore, I am revising my view, and now take his "handle" to mean The Balls of the Black Cocked Masturbator, which seems appropriate. Don't tell me that he lost them when somebody sneezed.

I don 't 'do' Twitter, so can't comment on this BMCRangers character; Jackson, however , increasingly reads, and sounds, like a paid shill of rasellik.

In current circumstances, I don't see the Dutchman as a more emollient appointment.

Below are the increasingly creepy Jackson's observations from today's edition of rasellik's house mag: a rather empty piece of speculation, or a collection of alternative facts, if you prefer, as usual designed to damage Rangers. (The 1st part of the piece concerns Cathro, but who wants to read that?) Warburton attended a board meeting last week and the manager may have been surprised at the level of hostility in that room as it quickly became a bruising affair. Dave King – who has only attended one Rangers game all season – flew in from South Africa especially to sit at the head of the table for that grilling. He was gone again before Warburton’s team won at Motherwell at lunchtime on Saturday. Dave King is thought to have been critical of Mark Warburton's transfers But while the chairman shows very little interest in actually watching Warburton at work, his assessment of the manager’s signings is thought to have been brutal. King seems to deem his employee is underperforming and over-earning. Warburton could dispute both points. That Fir Park win kept his side in second place in the league table which is as high as Rangers can expect to aim this season. And, much like his budget, Warbs’ wage is a only a fraction of the fortunes which his old pal Brendan Rodgers is taking home across the city. If Warburton has now been given reason to suspect that his own bosses might be turning against him that would seem like a needless, senseless act of aggression by the chairman and his wing men. If he believes he has been treated unfairly then Warburton is likely to feel not only wounded but also enormously frustrated. If the board is either unwilling or unable to back him in the transfer market then he may wonder if there is much point in carrying on. Especially, given that Rangers are now relying completely on the manager’s extensive network of contacts down south to attract whatever short term fixes they can get their hands on. Without Warburton’s standing at clubs like Arsenal and Bournemouth, for example, it is highly unlikely that Jon Toral or the impressive Emerson Hyndman would have dispatched to Scotland’s top flight for the rest of the current campaign. Warburton will also have an anxious eye fixed on the clock as it ticks down to midnight tomorrow He will be aware of interest in Barrie McKay from the big-spending Germans RB Leipzig and if this should crystalise into a firm cash offer before the transfer window shuts down then the gaffer will surely want to have his say in whether the player is moved on or not. Not to mention demand a few quid for his own transfer kitty. In the meantime both he and Cathro must attempt to cut each other up live on telly on Wednesday night. No one ever told them being a manager would be easy. But they would never have thought it would be this hard.

I remember Albertz hammering a free kick against the fhilth, Jackie MacNamara leaping out of harm's way (rarely, if ever, had he been seen to move with such speed), and the ball rocketing into the net. Damned if I can remember the game.

McGhee has just said that M'well looked more likely to win, when both sides had 11 men. In other words, M'well were the better side for 4 minutes.

Lifted from a German (!!!) site. A Trip to Ibrox I took a trip to Ibrox My favourite team for to cheer They were playing the Glasgow Celtic On the 1st day of the year. Now the ground was filled to capacity As the teams came out to play, The animals sang the soldiers song And the people Dollys Brae. Now the half time had came and went in The Glasgow Celtic were in the lead, Charlie Tully was running everywhere Shakin his rosary beads Well the green flags they were flying high Celtics hearts they were full of pride. But the second half sure it started well And the Rangers they turned the tide. Wont you play up the Glasgow Rangers, Play up the boys in blue, Play up the Glasgow Rangers For were here to cheer on you. Well the ball goes out to Waddle And from 30 yards he did score, Sure you coudn't hear your ears at Ibrox park For the sash my father wore. Oh play up the Glasgow Rangers, Sammy Cox is on the ball, He slips it through to Willy Woodburn And on to Iain McCall. Ian McCall to Billy Simpson, Oh here come the boys in blue. Simpson beats the Celtic center half And in goes number 2. Now the Rangers fans are roaring As Geordie Young he takes a free. Onto the head of Billy Simpson And in goes number 3. 3:1 to the Glasgow Rangers And that was the final score, A happy new year at Ibrox park For Rangers beat the Celtic once more, A happy new year at Ibrox park For Rangers beat the Celtic once more What a couplet this is: The animals sang the soldiers song And the people Dolly's Brae.

Before (even) my time. However, by all accounts, he was a great servant to the Club, and to the Norn Iron XI. RIP

A Great Dane? Say it was so...

There ain't nothin' like a Dane!"

Rae Simpson, Chairman in the 70s and early 80s.

Was she fond of the winklepicker, too?

Great player, probably my father's favourite. Henderson developed bunions, at some point, which the old man put down to his fondness for wearing fashionable winklepicker shoes.

Unlike other drunks, he did not sing. Perhaps we should be grateful for small mercies.

I worry that Cummings has too much of the ned about him, and is too old to have that schooled out of him. I think of his predecessors, O'Connor and Riordan, both decent players, but with attitude and/or lifestyle problems. I could be doing the boy a disservice, and for his sake I hope that I am wrong; for Rangers' sake, if he is signed, I hope that I am very wrong.

These people - to call them 'journalists' would stretch credibility, never mind Impersonation laws- understand the editorial context under which they operate.

There is a link to an article in the Gherald, above, which you should read: nothing more than a eulogy for rahoops and their CEO, and a ragbag of slanted opinion. He may have taken somebody's shilling, or for other reasons abandoned the cause.......

I think not; he is complaining that too much time has been devoted to Rangers, especially as the game was broadcast live on SS, and took place at Ibrox, from which the BBC has ostracised itself. No friend of Rangers, he.

He is pissed off that the BBC "flagship" has devoted too much time to a Rangers' game. Time that could be used to cover, oh,....sellikreserves, or to provide another in depth profile of Brenda Brent, or maybe to elaborate on why what is good for the fhilth is good for Scottish fitba' as a whole, for those of us, like you and me, too stupid to understand this. As noted earlier, he does not 'do' "conflict of interest"; neither does he 'do' "objectivity". File under "Rangers' hater".

"Conflict of interest" or even "potential conflict of interest" seem of little importance to this balloon of an apologist. Are we to swallow that it is self-evident that what is good furra sellik, is good for Scottish football?

Yes, my invocation worked..........

Thank Christ for that!

Thank Christ for that!