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SANDMANS DEFINITIVE RATINGS: CELTIC v I PRESUME?
(Continued)
Part 2:
CALMAC - 6/10
A great first half when he looked back on his game - the prodding and prompting
were class and then....
He faded, got stuck outside their lines and lost his viability; we suffered
without his link-up all second-half which gave us fewer dimensions to exploit
and resulted in may aimless wide raids.
If we're not exploiting his form, then we need an option to resort to when he
falls out of a game; not Clamac's blame - incredibly difficult to maintain 90
minutes of bright, inventive, energetic play.
ROGIC - 7/10
Such great kangaroo feet - and so close to scoring. You can see the real TR
on the way as his fitness increases with match-sharpness. today, the hour we
knew we would get was sometimes sublime and often exciting; tantalisingly
short of match-winning ingenuity.
CORPUS CHRISTIE - 6/10
Failed to deliver the messianic communion we ached for. Like Calmac, he
appeared sharp and bursting with energy through the first-half, only to eventually
disappear into the Livingston defensive morass. It's what they do - swallow up our
creatives and tough it out; no qualms with that - we have the weapons to damge them
but today the trigger-fingers were quiet or hesitant.
FORREST - 6/10
Surprised he started given Wednesday's blunt show. Then his full-back took a yellow
before half-time and I thought we'd channel everything through him; we didn't, yet
he was providing some fine wing-play without anyone getting on the end of his crosses.
Almost a flash, but the zipper failed to fully open.
FRENCH EDDY - 6.5/10
Like Eva Green stripped at a movie premiere after-party and shouted 'Pile on!' in that
alluring French accent; Eddy had a lot of balls but a lot of bawbags clambering all over
him to stifle his fun.
A few times he wriggled free and a few times he almost pulled the trigger perfectly.
But, ironically, the one clear snap in their six yard box second-half - like his swept
shot first-half - were the moments he couldn't connect properly.
Give him a partner up front, give him freedom, reap the rewards.
SUBS:
HAYES - 6/10
Continued form where he left off agianst the Hun - industrious and dangerous.
many forward expeditions but never got the results his effort and decent delivery
asked for.
WEAH - 6/10
Timo! cried the crowd. May have appeared too late. Faced the Black Wall of Livi
like a Night's Watch from Game Of Thrones. Never got a sniff, bar one sweeping move
when his slide-pass across the goalface to Eddy was blocked. Play him sooner against
stifling opposition!
BURKE - 6/10, nearly 10/10
But for that touch... And touch is what this 14 million quid lump just lacks.
Slip it in from 3 yards and legendary status follows. How he missed it, he'll never
know; we'll never comprehend. Elephant's erse, banjo.
LENNY - 7/10
Made the subs when we needed? Just about. Gave the side every chance to
break them open. Set up well - everybody's movement first-half was similar
to the Hun game last week; We looked fluent and energetic and keen.
All we needed was the finishing. How this could be used as a stick
against him is akin to the Broony citing; nonsensical.
However the armchair Mourinhos will pour out the walls and tell us how
different managerial geniuses would have contrived a telling, glorious
victory. Aye?
4th april 2018 - Celtic 0 v 0 Dundee. Manager, Brendan Rodgers.
History repeating? Different manager, same dividend; ergo, them's
the breaks. Suck it up, move on, win it next time out.
OVERALL - 7/10
Can the whiners expect more? Obviously, a goal or three, but really?
We did everything but bury them. We've won creating half the chances.
Fair play to Livi - cunning plan to disguise themselves and play at
psych-ops by dressing up as a team of referees.
A few thuggish digs, but their defensive concentration was excellent - like
their keeper - until that last moment when the definitive opportunity
landed; ironically, a more blatant gift than ANY of our other last-minute
winners.
'No ideas how to unlock a packed defence' was the cry I heard more than once.
Aye, played much football? That packed defence was unlocked time and time
again. The final touch was all Celtic lacked; Burke's last-kick miss summed
it up; sometimes it happens - for us, MORE than often.
Today, it didn't.
Realise how much effort those bhoys have put in over the course of thirteen
league games since the Hun abberation on 29th December we rightly castigated
them for (and the rat-bastard Rodgers):
Eleven wins. Two draws - The form of CHAMPIONS!
Mick and Keith told you years ago - You Can't Always Get What You Want.
If anything, after Sunday's exhiblaration, today gives a taste of how difficult
it is to dominate for a decade and how fine a line remains between frustration
and glory. Just ask big Olly; a snapshot between eejit and historical hero.
Eejit.
Soon, anxious Tims. 8IAR. Soon.
Sandman, lager/popcorn combo on hold.
(Continued)
Part 2:
CALMAC - 6/10
A great first half when he looked back on his game - the prodding and prompting
were class and then....
He faded, got stuck outside their lines and lost his viability; we suffered
without his link-up all second-half which gave us fewer dimensions to exploit
and resulted in may aimless wide raids.
If we're not exploiting his form, then we need an option to resort to when he
falls out of a game; not Clamac's blame - incredibly difficult to maintain 90
minutes of bright, inventive, energetic play.
ROGIC - 7/10
Such great kangaroo feet - and so close to scoring. You can see the real TR
on the way as his fitness increases with match-sharpness. today, the hour we
knew we would get was sometimes sublime and often exciting; tantalisingly
short of match-winning ingenuity.
CORPUS CHRISTIE - 6/10
Failed to deliver the messianic communion we ached for. Like Calmac, he
appeared sharp and bursting with energy through the first-half, only to eventually
disappear into the Livingston defensive morass. It's what they do - swallow up our
creatives and tough it out; no qualms with that - we have the weapons to damge them
but today the trigger-fingers were quiet or hesitant.
FORREST - 6/10
Surprised he started given Wednesday's blunt show. Then his full-back took a yellow
before half-time and I thought we'd channel everything through him; we didn't, yet
he was providing some fine wing-play without anyone getting on the end of his crosses.
Almost a flash, but the zipper failed to fully open.
FRENCH EDDY - 6.5/10
Like Eva Green stripped at a movie premiere after-party and shouted 'Pile on!' in that
alluring French accent; Eddy had a lot of balls but a lot of bawbags clambering all over
him to stifle his fun.
A few times he wriggled free and a few times he almost pulled the trigger perfectly.
But, ironically, the one clear snap in their six yard box second-half - like his swept
shot first-half - were the moments he couldn't connect properly.
Give him a partner up front, give him freedom, reap the rewards.
SUBS:
HAYES - 6/10
Continued form where he left off agianst the Hun - industrious and dangerous.
many forward expeditions but never got the results his effort and decent delivery
asked for.
WEAH - 6/10
Timo! cried the crowd. May have appeared too late. Faced the Black Wall of Livi
like a Night's Watch from Game Of Thrones. Never got a sniff, bar one sweeping move
when his slide-pass across the goalface to Eddy was blocked. Play him sooner against
stifling opposition!
BURKE - 6/10, nearly 10/10
But for that touch... And touch is what this 14 million quid lump just lacks.
Slip it in from 3 yards and legendary status follows. How he missed it, he'll never
know; we'll never comprehend. Elephant's erse, banjo.
LENNY - 7/10
Made the subs when we needed? Just about. Gave the side every chance to
break them open. Set up well - everybody's movement first-half was similar
to the Hun game last week; We looked fluent and energetic and keen.
All we needed was the finishing. How this could be used as a stick
against him is akin to the Broony citing; nonsensical.
However the armchair Mourinhos will pour out the walls and tell us how
different managerial geniuses would have contrived a telling, glorious
victory. Aye?
4th april 2018 - Celtic 0 v 0 Dundee. Manager, Brendan Rodgers.
History repeating? Different manager, same dividend; ergo, them's
the breaks. Suck it up, move on, win it next time out.
OVERALL - 7/10
Can the whiners expect more? Obviously, a goal or three, but really?
We did everything but bury them. We've won creating half the chances.
Fair play to Livi - cunning plan to disguise themselves and play at
psych-ops by dressing up as a team of referees.
A few thuggish digs, but their defensive concentration was excellent - like
their keeper - until that last moment when the definitive opportunity
landed; ironically, a more blatant gift than ANY of our other last-minute
winners.
'No ideas how to unlock a packed defence' was the cry I heard more than once.
Aye, played much football? That packed defence was unlocked time and time
again. The final touch was all Celtic lacked; Burke's last-kick miss summed
it up; sometimes it happens - for us, MORE than often.
Today, it didn't.
Realise how much effort those bhoys have put in over the course of thirteen
league games since the Hun abberation on 29th December we rightly castigated
them for (and the rat-bastard Rodgers):
Eleven wins. Two draws - The form of CHAMPIONS!
Mick and Keith told you years ago - You Can't Always Get What You Want.
If anything, after Sunday's exhiblaration, today gives a taste of how difficult
it is to dominate for a decade and how fine a line remains between frustration
and glory. Just ask big Olly; a snapshot between eejit and historical hero.
Eejit.
Soon, anxious Tims. 8IAR. Soon.
Sandman, lager/popcorn combo on hold.
