Uilleam

Frank Lampard, too. (Just sayin')

Nah It's just that it's more about us, than about St Mirren.

Match, and then, better them. Not much to ask, that, really.

Ah ken.

No. What is amazing is that a side with vastly greater finances struggles to compete against St Mirren.

And, in rather unladylike manner, spat.

A stank, as they say in the lab.

Declan Gallagher looks like Kevin Clancy's younger brother.

So does fucking Walker. Ergo, it must be.

The entire squad is not worth £6M.

Well that's the next game. By the time the WC is over, maybe 5 will be reduced to 2.

Leverkusen will have a field day.

I think that they don't give a fuck.

This is deja vu all over again, as someone once said, twice.

Be careful what you ask for: when the drums stop, the bass solo starts

Ring rusty

Seemed a bizarre switch. Not unusual.

Staggering from a multi car pile up and being offered an aspirin.

Why am I unsurprised?

Apart from the players being too slow, and too soft, there appears to be be no one in the side who can head the ball. These observations are far from new, and I doubt, very much, if anyone would find them contentious. All that all our corners, and all our crosses, do, is give the opposition defence practice, quite a lot of practice, actually. On the other hand, and related directly to our ineptitude in the opposition box, when our lot have to defend a corner, it's heart in mouth time, and Gawd help us if a cross comes from open play. A lot can be laid at the feet (and heads) of the players, but, really, the coaching and tactical planning, and work, must be diabolical.

I have been kind of busy, last night, and today. Is GvB not toast?

I think that we could go close in the Euro Conference League, 23/24.

Yes. The playing staff. I have become increasingly unconvinced that a new coach would get anything approaching a decent tune out of a significant amount of the squad. Contrarily, perhaps, I remain unconvinced that the current coach could get a decent tune out of different players. It's a difficult position for the Board to address, and I don't know how they can be forced to do so. In days of yore, those halcyon days when you rolled up and paid at the gate, the support would just stay away, hitting the Board financially (and, coincidentally, leading to a glut of macaroon bars, cauld pies, and lukewarm Bovril on the sou'side). I fear that matters will trundle on, like the football, until even the dugs on the street know that change is essential, by which time it will be too late, and the season a write off. I suppose that, really, the Club should have a contingency plan and funding in place. But I shouldn't bet on it.

Too soft, too slow, and it seems that not one of them can heider the baw.

Can we snatch a draw, and prolong the Dutch agony?