Uilleam

I didn't have a problem, although I went through as 'guest', and didn't sign up. Of course, it might never arrive.....

Ich mag deine Bannocks nicht

To have a foreign tongue at your....em....fingertips is a great gift.

For those not going, or for those who are going, but might want, as a souvenir, one in good nick, here is the link to purchase The Offishull Programme: https://www.european-nights.com/product/uefa-europa-league-final-programme-2022

If we can't just pick the whole team, it is probably a toss up between Lundstram and Tavenier. Tav opened the scoring, and Big John ended it. They both "get it". Ach, Lundstram by a short head. (Maybe the Club could stump up for some elocution lessons for the Big Man, right enough.)

I was being, almost, tongue in cheek. I certainly would have reservations about Rangers becoming RBRangers, but I should take sponsorship and advertising monies from them. I think that, overall, the Club has to try to capitalise on its current Euro celebrity.

Maybe somebody should chap on Red Bull's door.... 'Why do you waste your time and money with these simpering shills in Leipzig, when you could invest in some Real Men, down Govan way ?'

Wow! Wow! And fucking wow! I'm not a superstitious fellow by any stretch, but maybe, just maybe, the shades of Sir Walter Smith and Jimmy Bell were on hand tonight to see us through to the Final. And, in Seville, maybe, just maybe, the shade of Jock Wallace will be on hand, again, as he was for Porto, in 2003.

Hell mend you. Hundreds of beautiful malt whiskies to choose from, and you select glorified cough linctus.

The last refuge of the damned....

Good man!

You can still have a couple of haufs to steady the nerves, and that.

Get a couple of haufs over yer neck. Doubles if you like.

Shocking news. A proper Rangers' man, a Rangers' legend, indeed, who did an important job for Rangers, in proper Rangers' manner, for years, and who was hated by the fhilth. Is there any higher praise for a man whom few of us knew personally? RIP

An equally nice summary of the Scottish National Party, for which he aspired to be a candidate.

Beaton is one pusillanimous bastard of a referee.

A draw suits the pigs,of course, and not us.

Worryingly, there is no one on the bench who could turn this around - if there was, he would have started.

I have long thought -and, actually, I think that we have all seen- that Shampoo Man has a mistake in him, and when he drops that knacker, it is a major knacker. Let's hope that the theory is demonstrated today.