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.....And can he chop down forests with his bare hands, flatten mountains with a mere glance, and raise the dead? Can't wait for the graphic novel.

They had 70/75 mins of the match. We had the rest. Not much to brag about, really.

You didn't kill your dog, man, did you?

And that is damning him with faintest of faint praise. The fact remains that he is poor defensively, as a rule, a foible related to lack of concentration/attention, and a rather child like, undisciplined desire to race up the park and score, or assist in a goal. If I was to choose a word for today's misadventure, it would be BEREFT..... Bereft of ideas, of style, of touch, of pace, of skill, of nous, of drive, of ability..... and, thus, leaving the support almost bereft of hope.

Tempting fate, there, with 10 mins until the agony is over.

Aye. A complete redd out seems to be necessary. One question: just where do you stop?

Like they needed the help, the way that our lot is playing.

Fucking abysmal. I don't know what they are doing, but, worse, neither do they. If I was to be charitable, I would suggest that they are playing the occasion, rather than the opposition.

I think the players may be ignoring it.

Perhaps we could play more of the game in their half......

I fear that we are buggered, now.

"Molotov" was a pseudonym derived from 'molot', the Russian for 'hammer'.

Our cause is just. The enemy shall be defeated. Victory will be ours. Apologies to Vyacheslav Molotov, but I do wish we had Der Hammer running out at the National Stadium today.

There is no doubt that a win @the National Stadium, and a win in the league match @Ibrox, would give this rather ill starred and uncomfortable season some meaning. Come on, Rangers, make my day. Twice. You can do it. You have nothing to fear, save fear itself.

Hibs now 3 - 2 down. Deflected shot wrong footed the keeper, but it may well have spared us the further embarrassing tedium of extra time.

Since Mcinnes, tactical master, made a masterly tactical substitution the Northern Shites have fallen to bits.

I blame Isaac Newton. When an opposition player goes down in rasellik's box, it's grave. When a sellik player goes down in the opposition's box, its gravity.

Any goalkeeper, Wes included, will have more confidence, and thus improve, and look and play better, if the defence before him is sound. The defence seems to have improved under Pedro C, not immeasurably, but discernibly, and Wes has, simultaneously, shown a like uplift in form. Next season will be more instructive, as we will be able to judge after personnel changes, and a full pre season's coaching of the team, presupposing he is not papped out of the door, of course.

Interesting that its mainstream mouthpiece confirms that fhilthfc is responsible for training, recruitment, and career development of match officials in Scotland. It's good to have that substantiated, publicly. Interesting also that Brenda is put forward as Compliance Officer for officials: comply with whatever is in the interests of rahoops, or face the consequences. The recent pronunciamentos are dog whistles -of somewhat low frequency, thus easily discernible- intended to remind everyone that rasellik remains in charge of Scottish football.

I thought it was Rossiter, too. Does he have a brother?

Strange as it may seem, Ronaldo is a native of Madeira.

A deceitful black japanned bastard, one might observe.

The dhildo, himself, is now roped in to heap pressure upon Sunday's referee, because Steven McLean "killed" "his" treble. I didn't realise that fhilthfootballclub ran a boys' choir.

I have more or less given up watching the CL. It has been no great loss. Still, I am pleased that the sanctimonious bastards of Barcelona bit the dust.

The 'Glasgow Cup' Final, U17s v Fhilth U17s, is live, from Firhill, on STV Glasgow, tonight, ko 7pm.