A true Celtic legend
Thanks Shadow you’ve just stated exactly what Tommy meant to me and the Celtic family.“When you pull on that jersey you’re not just playing for a football club, you’re playing for a people and a cause.”
In all my time supporting Celtic I can't think of anyone who better understood what this club means to it's people than the late great Tommy Burns. We talk about people 'who get Celtic' well nobody 'got it' more than Tommy. He was Mr Celtic.
How we could be doing with him and more people like him in and around the club these days....the reason there's such a disconnect right now is because the sentiments in that quote above have either been forgotten or consigned to history by men who are not fit to be mentioned in the same breath as Tommy Burns.
God Bless Tommy. Fondly remembered, sadly missed!![]()
Your a calton boy boab?is gerry Collins still here?Calton Bhoy
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Happy heavenly birthday, Tommy.
Thanks BB.Happy heavenly birthday, Tommy.
And a very happy birthday to you too, Lennono.![]()
No sure, but never see him.Your a calton boy boab?is gerry Collins still here?
Ano he had cancer….but in saying that big mcgarvey from the calton has had cancer for 15 years easyNo sure, but never see him.
Imo the greatest celt everLoved TB ....the supporter who lived the dream.![]()
Born: 12 Mar 1955, GlasgowYour a calton boy boab?is gerry Collins still here?
Big Tams fine see him a lot out and about.Ano he had cancer….but in saying that big mcgarvey from the calton has had cancer for 15 years easystill going..

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"To a Hun"
O Sevco fans ye blaw and brag,
Wi numbers stitched upon yer flag,
“Fifty‑five titles!” ye like tae drag
Through every chat,
Though countin twelve short seasons’ swag
Disputes aw that.
While we, in hoops o green delight,
Took nine‑in‑a‑row twice, fair and right,
Nae smoke, nae mirrors clouded sight,
Nae tax evadin tales;
Just graft and skill in open light
That seldom fails.
Yer anthem claims ye’re “Simply The Best”,
Yer bigots proclaim they’re “Peepul” blest,
Yet still that Asbestos Arena, in protest,
Creaks roon each stand,
As if it kens the ruthless test
O time’s demand.
So boast awa, let claims take flight,
Mak up moonbeams high on shaky height;
But mind the city’s truest might
Shines bold and bright,
For aw the while, yer still shite,
And Glasgow’s still Green ’n’ White.
Sook!Post of the Year so far Bridie
HH TB![]()