If it was broony and not that wee shit!!

TheGreatOne

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SO, TGO,
Remind me not to take any lectures from you regarding how I think of my team, and dealing with referees, Sevco and the SFA.
Action is required now by real Celtic fans, with or without Celtic's permission or help.
Sorry for what you’ve seen and what has affected you so much but there aren’t any lectures.

It’s a forum where people put their points of view across, you either agree or you disagree then we all log off and get on with our lives.

Nae bother, nae harm. Enjoy your night (y)
 

TET

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CONT…..

I’m so sorry I didn’t do something more for him, but at 14 years old I probably didn’t have the sense to think as quick.

IT WAS A STRUGGLE WRITING THIS, AND TODAY, I AM NOT AFRAID OF ANYONE OR VERY MUCH, BUT HAVE BEEN IN TEARS DOING THIS, AND FEEL I OWE HIM THIS….AT THE LEAST.



CHECK IT OUT.
SINCE THEN, OTHERS HAVE COMMENTED ON THE HORRORS THAT BEFELL THEM THAT DAY..

IVE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE IT IN MY LIFE...IT WAS UTTER MAYHEM ON THE HIGHEST SCALE.
City buses were bricked, the entire Dundee town centre was wrecked (over 500 homes and shops were stoned and terrorised on the way there), when even the Police HID behind the Dundee fans going home for fear of being kicked to pieces.

The train station was closed for weeks because of damage caused by the hordes and their ilk.
It’s completely irrelevant now, but Rangers won that game with a terrified referee in tow, as confirmed by friends…as I never saw it again after the restart.


But, make no mistake, RANGERS DIDN’T WIN THE LEAGUE IN 1975 TO STOP CELTIC AND 10 IN A ROW, AS THE RECORD BOOKS ALL SUGGESTS.

IT WAS THE LOBOTOMISED, RIOTING, MINDLESS THUGS POSING AS RANGERS FANS WHO WON THE LEAGUE FOR RANGERS THAT DAY, …………………….NOT………………………. THE rangers FOOTBALL TEAM!

SO, TGO,
Remind me not to take any lectures from you regarding how I think of my team, and dealing with referees, Sevco and the SFA.
Action is required now by real Celtic fans, with or without Celtic's permission or help.
Really sad to hear that story. They truly do have an evil element amungst there support. I cant even sit in pub when they are doing their thang. I always get away from them asap. I know I just cant not argue when people are doing something i find very wrong. And well, sitting or standing in their company when they start makes me want to vomit at least.

Its funny how they can warp thier mind to actually think they are righteous in that kind of behaviour. Hence the term Hun is so perfect. Rampaging in packs smashing property for fun, stealing what they can and genrally acting like bulls with red rags dangling about them.

Animals then, Zombies now, never ever human in the future.

Sad.

You have the rich falsey virtuous Huns. The devolved humans who have got mixed up in their false reason and think they are actaully evolved animals. wrong!

Below them you have the sociopath bear huns- usually thick as mince - but convinced they are superior beings.

Below them you have the narco-weed wanna be- closet huns- who creep our from under the rocks to join in the rampaging when it kicks off- usually convince themselves that they are 90 minute bigots- only to find that when they are in closed company they are 100 percent bigots.

But above them all you have the Psycho leadership huns- who manipulate all of the above to do their bidding for them while they fill their pcokets with gold at the aboves expense but convince them that they are all in it together. No0w geez yer cash ya zombie bears and punch bags.

THEY MOSTLY BELIEVE IN THE THEORY OF EVOLUTION but cant quite grasp that that would make them the missing link. But the truth is they are the theory of devolution in action. People born to be human who worship their inner beast and have fallen from nature, not just grace.
 
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Spherical Planet

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CONT…..

I’m so sorry I didn’t do something more for him, but at 14 years old I probably didn’t have the sense to think as quick.

IT WAS A STRUGGLE WRITING THIS, AND TODAY, I AM NOT AFRAID OF ANYONE OR VERY MUCH, BUT HAVE BEEN IN TEARS DOING THIS, AND FEEL I OWE HIM THIS….AT THE LEAST.



CHECK IT OUT.
SINCE THEN, OTHERS HAVE COMMENTED ON THE HORRORS THAT BEFELL THEM THAT DAY..

IVE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE IT IN MY LIFE...IT WAS UTTER MAYHEM ON THE HIGHEST SCALE.
City buses were bricked, the entire Dundee town centre was wrecked (over 500 homes and shops were stoned and terrorised on the way there), when even the Police HID behind the Dundee fans going home for fear of being kicked to pieces.

The train station was closed for weeks because of damage caused by the hordes and their ilk.
It’s completely irrelevant now, but Rangers won that game with a terrified referee in tow, as confirmed by friends…as I never saw it again after the restart.


But, make no mistake, RANGERS DIDN’T WIN THE LEAGUE IN 1975 TO STOP CELTIC AND 10 IN A ROW, AS THE RECORD BOOKS ALL SUGGESTS.

IT WAS THE LOBOTOMISED, RIOTING, MINDLESS THUGS POSING AS RANGERS FANS WHO WON THE LEAGUE FOR RANGERS THAT DAY, …………………….NOT………………………. THE rangers FOOTBALL TEAM!

SO, TGO,
Remind me not to take any lectures from you regarding how I think of my team, and dealing with referees, Sevco and the SFA.
Action is required now by real Celtic fans, with or without Celtic's permission or help.
I was only 5, JC, but that day was one of my earliest memories. We stayed in Arklay Street, just across from St James's Church and Gussie Park, Arklay Street, Sandeman Street were like Beirut.

They were still there after 10pm and the fuzz managed to get them corralled in Gussie Park. Dens and Tannadice are a nightmare to police because there are far too many entry/exit points.

My Da' used to always hang the flag of Cork when the huns and jambos came to town, but he whipped it in sharpish that day. There were still huns in the area on Monday and they trashed dirty Mary's corner shop and ransacked the fags, they also trashed Scotty's on Court Street and Alim Din's shop on Dundonald Street.

I remember my Da' getting a colour TV for the World Cup in 74 and I remember my first day at St Patrick's P. S. Beyond that, I remember that day and being as scared as I've ever been.

Thoughts and prayers are with Drew, JC....... Nobody should have to experience that at a football match.
 

Imatim

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Thats everyones opinion, but, you will not hear keevins and their ilk talk of it as they rely on the income recieved and the cosy never have to get your hands dirty churnalism. A reporter worth his salt would be out smashing all exclusives records for the material thats available, except in Scotland.
The medias only regret is they never kept their powder dry, they released the truth, went for the glory shot and when their masters pointed out their folly in not keeping quiet whilst a deal was been conspired, they later took the coward route and choose instead to avoid the issue when brought up and remain silent on their own hands work, they avoid their own truths but the legacies they left we will forever remind our future children of the day death called on Rangers and cosigned them to history by execution, for the crime of cheating the state of tax money and in doing so placed a stain on sporting integrity. They were guilty of having in place a rigged game by placemen in the instutuion created to ensure integrity and did so with no sporting ethos, other than to cheat the whole of Scotland for their own gain, they financially doped the game and robbbed Her Majestys Government of tax, a tax imposed on every member of the country and its citizens, a revenue that is used to pay for defences to keep the country safe, lest we forget, is the butt of their immoral actions.
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Maria

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After 55 years of having at least one Saturday like last week....EVERY season....... is far, FAR too many, and too coincidental when Celtic are a becoming a threat! ...AND especially when close to achieving ten in a row!
You might not remember when the cheat was on, and to stop Celtic winning 10 iar back in March '75.
Oh I do!
I WAS THERE.
An orchestrated hun charge started in the second half towards the Dundee fans at Dens park to change the entire way football is run on earth.
It was decided that no more alcohol was served at football grounds in Scotland and a top ten premier league tier was introduced for the next season beginning August 8th...the first known football ground anywhere to implement this.
Also, for the first time in Europe fans were not allowed to walk around the grounds to different ends which the SFA called segregation.

When Dundee's Davie Johnstone (aka Biffo the Bear) scored in the 3rd minute, Dundee were playing well and were well on top. But in the 54th minute when Colin Stein was sent off ...ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE.
At that point Celtic went top of the league...Rangers went second and couldn't handle it. They threw, bottles, cans. darts and even very heavy cobbles taken from the bottom of Provost Road.
The referee pulled both teams off the park for almost 18 mins until the baton charging riot police smashed the uglies back.
When the game restarted it was as if Dundee were afraid to come out!
They didn't turn up, at least nothing like the team that played before the riot.
THE GAME WAS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT, CHANGED BY THE CHARGE AND TYPICALLY BY THE WORLD'S MOST EMBARRASSING CLUB.
I was with a Rangers supporting friend from Dundee, who was wearing a Rangers scarf, in the Dundee end of Dens Rd and a few yards from at least 20,000 huns. ( the crowd totalled about 29,000 that day).
We were both about 14 years old, but when Rangers went down to 10 men and still 1- 0 behind, IT WAS ALMOST LIKE A STAMPEDE...AND SOMEONE HAD SWITCHED THEM ALL ON AT THE SAME TIME. THEY KICKED, PUNCHED, STAMPED AND STABBED AT US WITH DARTS IN THEIR HANDS.
WE, THEM, US...ALL PUSHED FORWARD AND RAN FOR IT.
My friend Drew had fallen and gone down at my side seconds earlier and I just kept pushing forward. There was nothing I or 100 people could do to help him. I got a kick in my back which dislocated my lower lumbar, and felt as if I was paralysed. Somehow even through a numbness from my neck down, I made it to the wall at the pitchside and got dragged over and onto the pitch to safety by a huge guy wearing a Rangers scarf, who I knew to be from Dundee. I blacked out and came to in the Ninewells Hospital, about an hour later. and was treated for spinal injuries, which I'm glad to say almost fully recovered within a few years.
I was surrounded by hundreds of other Dundee and Rangers fans who also ran onto the pitch for safety, where the rioters were by now and chanting there anti-Catholic bile and gesturing that they were going to cut our throats.
I saw Drew the next day in the same hospital, when a porter wheeled me to his ward, after some 'witch' doctor put me over a rack and manipulated me till he thought it had helped enough and that I should keep moving my back slowly and in very short stages until things had all settled back in there usual places!!

When I saw Drew it took the air from my lungs......and that's no exaggeration! I didn't recognise him, as he looked like he had a full size rugby ball in his mouth. His eyes were badly swollen but closed as they had already put him into a coma, to stop the pain and shock from stopping his heart. The pain he must have felt up to that point is unimaginable.
There was an entourage of cops and medical staff around him, all seemingly talking at the same time... and then I saw his mother!
She was on the floor by his bed, and looked like she had been crying non-stop for a month, and was still crying but not a sound was coming out of her. She got up, and held me tightly and tried again to speak to me but couldn't get anything coherent out, or that I could pick up on. The police asked me about everything that I could tell them in the nurses' side room for over two hours. They admitted it was the worst thing they had ever heard or seen happen to anyone.
Drew had a damaged spinal cord, a snapped collar bone, broken femur and tibia, 9 broken ribs, a completely smashed pelvis, and several fingers broken. They had already operated on him within 2 hours of entering the ward, but I saw his arm and it was still at an impossible angle, then I was physically sick, turned around, not wanting to be seen with it coming out between my fingers. They had already removed the dart that was sticking out of his chest as soon as he arrived in Ninewells.
They must have stamped or danced all over him....AND DREW HAD A RANGERS SCARF ON!

He was in hospital for almost fifteen months, missed all his o'levels......and had to learn to walk and eat again. GOD ALONE KNOWS WHY HE DIDN'T DIE.
Drew's father fell of a crane while servicing it and died, in a Monifieth quarry, when he was only about four or five, and before I knew him starting in our first primary. He also had a younger sister who had died in infancy, I never knew about. He came through most of his operations with flying colours but always looked in pain when he walked with us. He said he had had at least 55 major operations in nearly three years to fix him up and it cost at least a million pounds...so we called him Steve Austin..the 6 million dollar man....which sort of cheered him up.
Yet, he never complained, at least not that I ever knew about. I often had severe back pain for the first couple of years after my own brush with the grizzly bears, but compared to what he had been through ...and still was going through.....my agony was a luxury.
On July 27th 1978 it was Drew's 18th birthday and just over 3 years since the shame game and riots. He, myself, his mum and our friends celebrated it on an absolute scorcher of a day, and then I told him of a surprise my mother had for him and a couple of our friends by taking us all to Venice for a week with his mum..` ....all expenses paid.
He never had much in his life and his mum, a sole parent struggled to get by...let alone go abroad on holiday. The day before my birthday I said good bye to him and also reminding him a bit harshly ...that he couldn't be late as we were all leaving for Glasgow early the next day and had a two hour drive to get there.
The next morning August 1 1978, about 8:15 my mother's doorbell went and after about a minute I heard her gasp and continue to gasp every few seconds. It was Drew's mum and though I thought that he was a bit early, I got up and saw her clutching my mother in a state of tears. Earlier that morning, around midnight Drew had died and she said the ambulance men said he had had catastrophic heart failure and couldn't revive him. I couldn't go round, nor even went to his funeral, and never saw him again.
His mother was destroyed by this and we didn’t keep in contact after the first year of his death, and lost touch.

Three years later I’d emigrated to South Africa and returned after three years in 1985, when I met a friend who told me about the same time as I’d left, that Drew’s mum had committed suicide and that was all he could tell me. I was heartbroken for her when less than ten years earlier she and Drew had very little, but were as happy as a mother and son could be.



Now, things would have been different had we not gone to that game, but for a guy that was always happy, with a to die-for very pleasant natural demeanour …why should this happen to him at a sporting event? There is no doubt that these Rangers fans caused his early death and short life, albeit 3 years later.

A consultant neuro-surgeon assured me that the original trauma, constant pain, rehabilitation, and a plethora of daily drugs were all too much in such a short space of time but there were no other options for them back then to keep him alive.



Drew was a Rangers fan and I have always been a Celtic fan, we both grew up in Dundee together and Never Ever had a single fight or argument.

We both went to SS Peter and Paul’s RC. primary and Lawside RC Academy, and sometimes almost died laughing at the tricks, mischievousness, and general mayhem we would play on the nuns, our parents and my sisters.

BUT 41 YEARS ON AND I STILL MISS THAT GUY SO MUCH, I CAN’T PUT IT INTO WORDS.. OH MY GOD I MISS HIM.

I CAN’T GET CLOSE TO EXPLAINING TO MY MISSUS HOW A CELTIC AND RANGERS FAN CAN HAVE SUCH AN AFFINITY.

NOW,…… I DETEST THEM ALL, AND NEVER WANT ANY GOOD FOR THEM…EVER.
THE WHOLE FUCKING LOT OF THEM.

THAT DAY IS INDELIBLY ETCHED IN MY MIND AND HOW I WISH I COULD HAVE REACHED DOWN AND GRABBED HIM, BY THE COLLAR, THE NECK OR HAIR AND JUST RAN DRAGGING HIM TO THAT WALL……..WHERE A HUGE RANGERS FAN WOULD HAVE GRABBED US BOTH OVER TO SAFETY. HURT, BLEEDING, BROKEN, BUT SAFE.

You are such a lovely man TGJC, when you write you write with a fluent skill that puts me the reader there with you.

Survivors guilt is heartbreaking and torturous.

The what ifs, if only’s...... the truth is you were a couple of kids caught in a crushing stampede of violent adults.

If you even had the chance to reach down which with a stampede you didn’t your mum would have all the pain and helpless hopelessness of Drews mum.

Drew is never gone whilst his name is on your lips and love for him in your heart.

Its a farewell till one day at Gods grace you meet again.

As you well know i despise the fucks too.

Such a cruel loss and they say time heals. People who say that clearly haven’t suffered loss.

Big Love and Respect TGJC. Also love for the memory of 2 young kids who attended a football match that brought anticipation and excitement as to how it would affect history.

Yet lives were changed forever.

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Thai Tommy

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I'm honking with msg and all things tinternets (as still game says) but for the last 4 hours the amount of pish I have took from the manky mob is incredible!! Wit the fuck if Broony done what that wee cunt done last sat it wld be on the headline BBC news!! Here it goes with that prick beaton suddenly getting death threats!!! My fuckin word it's about time we wake up to these cunts
I agree with all you say.
But, vested interests are against. Now, the Partick game when the manager pointed out "The Arroganse" of the referee. We need more of that.
 

boab1916

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I agree with all you say.
But, vested interests are against. Now, the Partick game when the manager pointed out "The Arroganse" of the referee. We need more of that.
The BBC sportsound tried to claim Particks manager had been booed at half time and had to be corrected, this is the shite we are subject to if we wish to listen to our football, we have Chick Young claimining last week John Beaton great ref and our best one, Davie Dodds giving it simply refs need help to make right calls, and a host of other lip service EBT recipents not addressing the issues.
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[B]St.Anthony[/B]‏ @[B]Stephen4_2[/B] 22h22 hours ago

Andrew Dallas booed off by both teams at half time at Firhill. This is a ref clearly out of his depth even in the championship."
 

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