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Bloody hell the officials had a shocker there. I had heard Celtic were denied a stone Waller. How the feck did they miss that? Hadn't heard a thing about Calley's one though. Equally as blatant imo.

The melt down from the Tims has been amusing as ever. No one does conspiracy quite like them :)

Well done to Calley and Falkirk.

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Hard to feel any sympathy for Celtic.

I can't remember them being that outraged when Dundee Utd were denied a certain penalty in the cup final. Or when Aberdeen were denied a penalty at Parkhead earlier in the season, or when they got decisions in their favour in their win at Pittodrie.

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Seen this on another site and thought it was worth sharing. I think even the most bitter Celtic fan will manage a chuckle at this. Think it's a post lifted from Kerrydale Street

The last goal was an abomination, with plenty of blame to share around.
As ICT players pass it amongst themselves, Guidetti strolls about the half way line with the urgency of a man who's carrying in his pockets £30,000 he's just been paid in pennies. Don't think he got within 20 feet of closing anyone down. Brown does some good hustling to force them back over the halfway line. Guidetti again just saunters about, with no interest in doing the same, as ICT bring it over to their left and into our half.
Johansen closes down, but shows the turning speed of a very slow continent, and is easily passed by the ICT left back. Ball is passed up to the edge of the box. Denayer nips in first, takes the ball forward a couple of yards, and looks for the pass. And looks for the pass. And looks for the pass. As much looking and thinking and deciding as a fat guy with a "anything you want for free" voucher in Pizza Hut. And while he's still looking for the pass, the ICT player he originally beat to the ball has washed his car, popped in to his mums for a sunday roast, and been down the pub for a couple of games of darts with his mates before nipping the ball back away from the bold, but slow, Jason.
The ball bobbles about a bit and lands at the right boot of the not so bold Izzy, who launches into orbit an attempted clearance which does two things. Firstly, it knocks Charlie Nicholas' penalty against Neuchatel Xamax back out of the orbit it has maintained around the earth for the last 23 and a half years. Secondly, it comes back to earth about 10 yards further forward that from where it was blootered into space. Brown then attempts to outmuscle the Mr Sheen model in an attempt to win the Izzy-blootered meteorite from outer space. He fails. The ball bounces, an ICT player goes to take a touch and Brown nips it off his toes back towards our goal - only to play an inviting ball for the ICT forward to latch on to.
It eventually comes to Watkins, who casually strolls along the edge of our box in the manner of a large arsehole on legs who knows he's got as much time on his hands as a Scottish Labour MP will have this time next month. He stops to have a chat with Shinnie, before exchanging the ball for the PS Vita that Shinnie was playing while he waited for a Celtic player to close him down. Shinnie plays a 1-2 with yet another Inverness player - who also happens to have no Celtic player within tackling shouting distance of him. He bursts through the gap of Matthews and Denayer - which is akin to bursting through the gap between Glasgow and Dundee.
While all of this is happening, Izzy has maintained his position 'tucked in' and is watching the ball with the intensity of a teenager watching a porn flick. Tonev is also tucked in magnificently, about 15 yards further up the park. Neither are aware of Raven lurking on the far side, a few yards from the ICT right hand touchline. He's got about 20 yards space from both Celtic players. When Izzy blooters the ball into the outer ranges of the solar system, Raven moves inside and is standing about 5 yards from Tonev, who is still busy pondering why no one appreciated his magnificent shot after his magnificent corner to notice anything other than how magnificent he is compared to everyone else. When Watkins has the ball Raven starts moving up and past Tonev, who displays the awareness of a dozen blindfold dogs in a barrel of jam - or one Jim Murphy. About 10 yards too late, Tonev magnificently realises that Raven is past him, and begins to magnificently run away from him and cover someone else inside. As Shinnie bursts into the box, he then magnificently lets that guy run off him too. The ball comes in. They score. Tonev stands with a magnificently pained expression on his face.
Lots of blame to go around for this one
:-)) :-)) :-)) :-))
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Seen this on another site and thought it was worth sharing. I think even the most bitter Celtic fan will manage a chuckle at this. Think it's a post lifted from Kerrydale Street

The last goal was an abomination, with plenty of blame to share around.
As ICT players pass it amongst themselves, Guidetti strolls about the half way line with the urgency of a man who's carrying in his pockets £30,000 he's just been paid in pennies. Don't think he got within 20 feet of closing anyone down. Brown does some good hustling to force them back over the halfway line. Guidetti again just saunters about, with no interest in doing the same, as ICT bring it over to their left and into our half.
Johansen closes down, but shows the turning speed of a very slow continent, and is easily passed by the ICT left back. Ball is passed up to the edge of the box. Denayer nips in first, takes the ball forward a couple of yards, and looks for the pass. And looks for the pass. And looks for the pass. As much looking and thinking and deciding as a fat guy with a "anything you want for free" voucher in Pizza Hut. And while he's still looking for the pass, the ICT player he originally beat to the ball has washed his car, popped in to his mums for a sunday roast, and been down the pub for a couple of games of darts with his mates before nipping the ball back away from the bold, but slow, Jason.
The ball bobbles about a bit and lands at the right boot of the not so bold Izzy, who launches into orbit an attempted clearance which does two things. Firstly, it knocks Charlie Nicholas' penalty against Neuchatel Xamax back out of the orbit it has maintained around the earth for the last 23 and a half years. Secondly, it comes back to earth about 10 yards further forward that from where it was blootered into space. Brown then attempts to outmuscle the Mr Sheen model in an attempt to win the Izzy-blootered meteorite from outer space. He fails. The ball bounces, an ICT player goes to take a touch and Brown nips it off his toes back towards our goal - only to play an inviting ball for the ICT forward to latch on to.
It eventually comes to Watkins, who casually strolls along the edge of our box in the manner of a large arsehole on legs who knows he's got as much time on his hands as a Scottish Labour MP will have this time next month. He stops to have a chat with Shinnie, before exchanging the ball for the PS Vita that Shinnie was playing while he waited for a Celtic player to close him down. Shinnie plays a 1-2 with yet another Inverness player - who also happens to have no Celtic player within tackling shouting distance of him. He bursts through the gap of Matthews and Denayer - which is akin to bursting through the gap between Glasgow and Dundee.
While all of this is happening, Izzy has maintained his position 'tucked in' and is watching the ball with the intensity of a teenager watching a porn flick. Tonev is also tucked in magnificently, about 15 yards further up the park. Neither are aware of Raven lurking on the far side, a few yards from the ICT right hand touchline. He's got about 20 yards space from both Celtic players. When Izzy blooters the ball into the outer ranges of the solar system, Raven moves inside and is standing about 5 yards from Tonev, who is still busy pondering why no one appreciated his magnificent shot after his magnificent corner to notice anything other than how magnificent he is compared to everyone else. When Watkins has the ball Raven starts moving up and past Tonev, who displays the awareness of a dozen blindfold dogs in a barrel of jam - or one Jim Murphy. About 10 yards too late, Tonev magnificently realises that Raven is past him, and begins to magnificently run away from him and cover someone else inside. As Shinnie bursts into the box, he then magnificently lets that guy run off him too. The ball comes in. They score. Tonev stands with a magnificently pained expression on his face.
Lots of blame to go around for this one
:-)) :-)) :-)) :-))

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Seen this on another site and thought it was worth sharing. I think even the most bitter Celtic fan will manage a chuckle at this. Think it's a post lifted from Kerrydale Street

The last goal was an abomination, with plenty of blame to share around.
As ICT players pass it amongst themselves, Guidetti strolls about the half way line with the urgency of a man who's carrying in his pockets £30,000 he's just been paid in pennies. Don't think he got within 20 feet of closing anyone down. Brown does some good hustling to force them back over the halfway line. Guidetti again just saunters about, with no interest in doing the same, as ICT bring it over to their left and into our half.
Johansen closes down, but shows the turning speed of a very slow continent, and is easily passed by the ICT left back. Ball is passed up to the edge of the box. Denayer nips in first, takes the ball forward a couple of yards, and looks for the pass. And looks for the pass. And looks for the pass. As much looking and thinking and deciding as a fat guy with a "anything you want for free" voucher in Pizza Hut. And while he's still looking for the pass, the ICT player he originally beat to the ball has washed his car, popped in to his mums for a sunday roast, and been down the pub for a couple of games of darts with his mates before nipping the ball back away from the bold, but slow, Jason.
The ball bobbles about a bit and lands at the right boot of the not so bold Izzy, who launches into orbit an attempted clearance which does two things. Firstly, it knocks Charlie Nicholas' penalty against Neuchatel Xamax back out of the orbit it has maintained around the earth for the last 23 and a half years. Secondly, it comes back to earth about 10 yards further forward that from where it was blootered into space. Brown then attempts to outmuscle the Mr Sheen model in an attempt to win the Izzy-blootered meteorite from outer space. He fails. The ball bounces, an ICT player goes to take a touch and Brown nips it off his toes back towards our goal - only to play an inviting ball for the ICT forward to latch on to.
It eventually comes to Watkins, who casually strolls along the edge of our box in the manner of a large arsehole on legs who knows he's got as much time on his hands as a Scottish Labour MP will have this time next month. He stops to have a chat with Shinnie, before exchanging the ball for the PS Vita that Shinnie was playing while he waited for a Celtic player to close him down. Shinnie plays a 1-2 with yet another Inverness player - who also happens to have no Celtic player within tackling shouting distance of him. He bursts through the gap of Matthews and Denayer - which is akin to bursting through the gap between Glasgow and Dundee.
While all of this is happening, Izzy has maintained his position 'tucked in' and is watching the ball with the intensity of a teenager watching a porn flick. Tonev is also tucked in magnificently, about 15 yards further up the park. Neither are aware of Raven lurking on the far side, a few yards from the ICT right hand touchline. He's got about 20 yards space from both Celtic players. When Izzy blooters the ball into the outer ranges of the solar system, Raven moves inside and is standing about 5 yards from Tonev, who is still busy pondering why no one appreciated his magnificent shot after his magnificent corner to notice anything other than how magnificent he is compared to everyone else. When Watkins has the ball Raven starts moving up and past Tonev, who displays the awareness of a dozen blindfold dogs in a barrel of jam - or one Jim Murphy. About 10 yards too late, Tonev magnificently realises that Raven is past him, and begins to magnificently run away from him and cover someone else inside. As Shinnie bursts into the box, he then magnificently lets that guy run off him too. The ball comes in. They score. Tonev stands with a magnificently pained expression on his face.
Lots of blame to go around for this one
:-)) :-)) :-)) :-))

No mention of the ref or his side kicks in this article !!! :wink2:

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Never saw the game, i'm assuming the defensive positioning wasn't quite 100% :-)) :-))

I'll probably watch the final this year now.

I only seen highlights. Celtic's defending at times is ridiculous. I've watched snippets of their last couple of games and there seems to be a theme with 4 or 5 of them just standing looking at attackers and not actually doing anything.

More worrying is the fact they have the best defensive record in the country. Not sure what that says about the rest of us :blink:

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What a joke. Thought this compliance officer was for violent conduct etc that was missed. Not for the ref missing a handball. Can any foul not given now be cited.

Would this have happened if it wasn't for Celtic's complaining? Not a chance. Now the sfa can blame the player and not the ref.

Both Caley's centre backs might miss game. Meaning a makeshift defence and a big bonus for falkirk.

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What a joke. Thought this compliance officer was for violent conduct etc that was missed. Not for the ref missing a handball. Can any foul not given now be cited.

Would this have happened if it wasn't for Celtic's complaining? Not a chance. Now the sfa can blame the player and not the ref.

Both Caley's centre backs might miss game. Meaning a makeshift defence and a big bonus for falkirk.

The same type of handball incident went against Aberdeen at dens the other week. I didn't see the sfa intervening then.

This is simply because of who is doing the complaining

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Its f&cking pathetic, I thought our game was moving on from this sh&te. Pandering to the big clubs. Our game is really f&cked if we let this stuff go on. Any revival in interest we have seen will disappear. I have enjoyed things in the last 2\3 years not because of the absence of rangers but because of the changes it has brought. But it seems the old ways will return/ are stillthere in which case I am not interested in the game.

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What do Celtic want here? For Meekings to be punished? The ref? The officials made a mistake when they failed to award Celtic a penalty which would, in all likelihood, have resulted in a comfortable victory for Celtic. Celtic are understandably aggrieved, but in the cold list of day they should, as an organisation, be able to act in a professional and grown-up way and accept, grudgingly, that shite like this happens to all clubs. Unless they have evidence of actual dishonesty on the part of the officials, in which case they should have the courage to say so. And the SFA's job in these circumstances is to deal with a club that reacts disproportionately in a firm manner, not pander to their nonsense. Celtic were hard done by in the day, but their reaction since then has been silly at best.

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What do Celtic want here? For Meekings to be punished? The ref? The officials made a mistake when they failed to award Celtic a penalty which would, in all likelihood, have resulted in a comfortable victory for Celtic. Celtic are understandably aggrieved, but in the cold list of day they should, as an organisation, be able to act in a professional and grown-up way and accept, grudgingly, that shite like this happens to all clubs. Unless they have evidence of actual dishonesty on the part of the officials, in which case they should have the courage to say so. And the SFA's job in these circumstances is to deal with a club that reacts disproportionately in a firm manner, not pander to their nonsense. Celtic were hard done by in the day, but their reaction since then has been silly at best.

Dignity's something that Celtic have never been very good at. To be honest, I'm not sure Meekings did mean to handle the ball. His eyes were shut as he leaned forward and for some it's a natural position to get yourself into if you're at full stretch.

No doubt whatsoever that it was a penalty and the officials made a balls of it but their hounding of Meekings is petty and spiteful - 'if we're not in the final then neither should he be'. The guy'll probably never get another go at this so I wish Celtic and their uber-fans would be content with just the two trophies this season.

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