Uilleam

He was signed from Aberdeen. Who knows what horrible diseases lurk there?

Lunchtime larceny.

St Mirren are streets ahead, streets ahead. Luckily, and it is merely good fortune, they have yet to contrive a goal.

They are playing as if hungover, pretty severely, so the red shirts may match their eyes.

Pyro in the dressing room, at HT, I hope

...and, if you are lucky, you might get Prof Leitch let loose on your gnashers

THe Shadow Knows...

This is an old trope, isn't it: score a goal, then lose focus, fail to capitalise on the opening, and allow the opposition to dominate proceedings

So, you are a naturist.... ...and watch Rangers, au naturelle (you, that is, not the team)? To each his own, everyone, anyone....bit parky, this time of year mind.

Hungary. Or Turkey. And, if the latter, you could get a hair transplant, too. (Elementary: grass tends not to grow on a busy street, Thinker).

They do pretty well, more than pretty well, the sadistic bastards.

Not sure how it works these days I don't suppose ferrying him up the Clyde to Govan in a rubber dinghy would help? (Thought I'd try to clarify the position, before one or other or all of the maniacal Empire Loyalists on this Forum try to organise this.)

No wonder your dentists are millionaires.

(Colonials, eh?) Why don't you sit down and have a nice cup of tea, and some plain cake.

OK. But let's not get carried away, here. We have signed Mohammed Diamonde, who has a medical history embracing Malaria. Now we are intent on securing the services of Jefte, a Brazilian, whose parent Club is Fluminense FC, known colloquially, if affectionately, as the 'Flu'. Not only that, the Flu is based in that area of Rio de J. known as -whisper it, if you can manage- Laranjeiras..... Worrying, no? On the upside, at least we are not signing players prone to joint and soft tissue injuries, or who are made of balsa wood.

Man = pornography Woman = erotica. Ninny.

Boulevard, surely; it's still Edinburgh.

So, is @Gonzo79 suggesting that, in 2024, a prince may NOT become a princess? Monstrous, if true.

Three goals, three points, clean sheet, and all on an East coast January night. There was a bit of slackness, in passing, and movement/positional play, but the team was never really in trouble, and when it was, Spring-heeled Jack was there, as we have come to expect. Here's a question: what was the best goal of the three? They were all 'football' goals, different, and from different players. Yilmaz: great pass, great first touch, great finish. Cantwell: a terrific strike, controlled, and beautifully placed. Dessers: a subtle subterfuge, which sent several Hibees away for their tea. It did not quite reach the status of being 'disrespectful', more's the pity. I can't make up my mind. (I didn't think Dessers capable of such a finish, and I've belted and flayed him, with the rest of you, but the hat was off last night. Maybe there is a player there, after all.)

An unconventional defensive strategy. Think the scene in Braveheart....

There is not a striker in Europe who would go anywhere near it