The biggest story surrounding Celtic in the summer transfer window was the departure of star Portuguese winger Jota. Most fans appreciate that it would be difficult, nigh on impossible, to directly replace the 24-year-old when his contribution over two seasons is considered. With Celtic not being in
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Celtic’s summer transfer business came under scrutiny initially, particularly after the loss of three first-team regulars in Aaron Mooy, Carl Starfelt and Jota, but some business completed late on in the window provided a bit more encouragement for supporters whilst still not fully satisfied. Early stages of
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Celtic have a history with all of the teams they have drawn in the Champions League group stage this season. The club’s history with Atletico Madrid is not one built on mutual respect, but one verging on hatred. This stems back to the ‘shame game’ of 1974,
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During the six years of World War II organised football in Scotland was ‘unofficial’. Most clubs utilised the services of guest players, usually footballers in Scotland on military service. One such man was Matt Busby, a Scottish internationalist and a Liverpool player; born in Lanarkshire, he volunteered
Read more →During the six years of World War II organised football in Scotland was ‘unofficial’. Most clubs utilised the services of guest players, usually footballers in Scotland on military service. One such man was Matt Busby, a Scottish internationalist and a Liverpool player; born in Lanarkshire, he volunteered
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Vote now for A CELTIC STATE OF MIND as BEST INTERNATIONAL PODCAST at this year’s FOOTBALL CONTENT AWARDS: It’s Saturday 10am, the hangover from the Zoom quiz from the night before is kicking in, you stumble out of bed, desperate for a gasp of water… a mistake,
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I want to talk. Want to ask Ian many questions. But the lyrics of the song are going round and round in my head. They make sense; then they don’t make sense. Hell, this whole day doesn’t make sense. The crowds slow the taxi as we get
Read more →My feet are wet, almost as if I am barefooted walking in the Mersey in front of me. How did the Mersey end up in front of me? How did I end up here? There is menthol smoke blowing across my face and I become aware of
Read more →Fate, up against your will, through the thick and thin, he will wait until you give yourself to him. We are getting strange looks, the dozen or so of us standing in front of the row of shops spotlighted by lights from the newsagent’s and baker’s windows.
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