Wednesday, May 06, 2009

McVicar, Murphy and the integrity of Walter Smith

He is, according to all who have managed his reputation in the media, a “prince among men”. I refer, of course to the R-word manager, Walter Smith.

A “disciplinarian” who oversaw the most unruly bunch of thugs and boozers in Scottish football during his first stint in Scotland – the flute-players, the car vandals, the kebab shop kids and the terrorist associates who turned out in royal blue in the name of queen and country. It was, as he infamously put it, all part of the “Protestant superiority complex at Ibrox”.

Scarcely has a word of criticism been written of Smith by the “legitimate” media; those whose opportunities to share the fruits of David Murray's wine cellar allegedly add a weight to their opinions that their intellectual fortitude can never hope to support.

Perhaps most notably, Smith has indulged in specific abuse of officials that has yet to draw comment from the “sensible” media, by which we mean the Jacksons and Broadfoots of the world.

Nor has the SFA's “referee's chief” Donald McVicar defended match officials against the aggressive tirades and distasteful innuendo perpetrated by Sir Walter-in-Waiting.

When he specifically named linesman Tom Murphy, recalling a disputed decision in a match his team played with Celtic, the SFA decided there was “no case to answer”.

What was not reported in the established media was that this followed a written apology from Smith to Murphy, without which the authorities could scarcely have failed to take official action. The exact content of the letter can be known only to Smith and Murphy but we might assume that any such letter of atonement contained some form of assurance that further abuse would not be directed at the assistant referee.

And Smith had good reason to be grateful to Murphy. At half-time at in the same game at Celtic Park last season, his then captain (since abandoned) directed such venom at Murphy that an officer from Strathclyde Police offered to intervene. Murphy's response was to request that no action be taken, pleading on Ferguson's behalf that he was “just upset”.

Was this incident reported by the Ibrox in-house tabloid, the Daily Record? Were the paid hacks who masquerade under the title of journalists unaware of the events? We must draw our own conclusions.

Perhaps it is too much to stomach that the manager of the vanguard of Scottish bigotry should have had to cow-tow to a man named Murphy, a man who had already spared his club the shame of yet more police action.

Perhaps, also, it is too much for Smith to be a man of his word and to refrain from intensifying the invective against an official whose errors have been paltry in comparison to, let's say, Mike McCurry.

And in all this there is a gap usually filled by the gargantuan mouth of McVicar. When Iain Brines was perceived to have made errors that disadvantaged Rangers, McVicar condemned the state of refereeing before declining to re-list Brines as on the FIFA list. He was then, on Saturday, given an opportunity to make amends, to “even the score”, which he was quick to take. Might Brines be restored to the FIFA list for 2010?

Murphy's chance is to be offered this week. Assured of 90 minutes of abuse that has been at least tacitly endorsed by Smith, what chance is there of his flagging for a major decision for Celtic as the spittle and sectarian abuse fly?

How many dives will Nacho Novo, Kenny Miller, Kyle Lafferty or Kris Boyd need to make before their first penalty? With the intensive scrutiny and lack of support being offered to Murphy, you can expect that to be within the first three.

Of course, some might expect that Celtic could likewise expect to benefit from refereeing redress in the coming weeks. But, then, the officials are impartial.









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Tuesday, May 05, 2009

Sounds a bit Irish?

On 30th January 1982, a 17-year-old Paul McStay scored on his debut for Celtic in a league victory over Aberdeen, laying immediate claim to a central midfield position that would be his own for 15 years.

Moral of the story: if you're good enough, you're old enough.

24th May 1995 – an 18-year-old Patrick Kluivert scores the winning goal for Ajax against AC Milan in the Champions League final.

Moral of the story: if you're good enough, you're old enough.

30 June 1998 – Michael Owen, aged 18, scores the World Cup goal of the tournament for England against Argentina.

Moral of the story: if you're good enough, you're old enough.

15th March 2009 – 22-year-old Darren O'Dea scores against Rangers in the CIS Cup Final, two and a half years after his Celtic debut, having faced AC Milan in the Champions League and been included in Giovanni Trapattonni's Irish national squads.

Moral of the story: the boy needs more time?

Facing the most crucial match of the season on Saturday, Celtic must choose two reliable central defenders, capable of holding their nerve under immense pressure and, most likely, extreme provocation.

O'Dea, who has acquitted himself well at left-back but was nevertheless born to play in the centre, somehow finds himself fourth-choice. Yet, he has never baulked at a challenge and, of all the defenders at the club, he has the greatest potential.

Given the near certainty that Stephen McManus's injuries will rule him out for the game, O'Dea should be considered a must-have in the team. But still, he is cosseted as McManus, Gary Caldwell and Glen Loovens have all been preferred to the Irishman, who has rarely put a foot wrong in a Celtic jersey. Isn't it time to trust him for the biggest challenge of all?

On the form he has shown this season, nobody could reasonably argue against the inclusion of Gary Caldwell. However, though there are similarities between the two players (apart from their haircuts), it is O'Dea who is the more naturally talented and whose use of the ball is better. And you cannot have too many defenders who can win the ball in the air as well as being comfortable on the ground.

It remains to be seen whether Caldwell will play in defence or be pushed into a midfield role to nullify the Rangers central midfield, which is after all approximately 50% of the R-word's entire threat.

But it seems inconceivable that a talent such as O'Dea could again be confined to the bench when all that stands between him and a flourishing career is opportunity.

It would be as wrong to use Saturday's match to placate a player who may soon look elsewhere to further his career as it would be unforgivable to lose an exceptional talent through near-obsessive over-protection.

But, despite the misconceptions of the ignorant, decisions that sound a bit Irish are most often eminently sensible. Just ask Michael, Patrick and Paul.




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Monday, May 04, 2009

Cometh the hour, cometh the Mac

"That was as good a striking performance as you'll ever see."
"He held the ball up and made chances. In the second half, he was a constant threat and, the longer the game went on, his fitness level was phenomenal."
Gordon Strachan

90 minutes at Pittodrie on Saturday demonstrated much about Celtic's title ambitions. It told us, as if we needed reminding, that the challenge will be stern and nerve-wracking. It showed that our players do have the nerve to come through when the pressure is on. And it made clear that right now Scott McDonald is the player most vital to our aspirations.

Just a few months ago, McDonald looked off the pace, in questionable condition and with timing issues that seriously dented his prolificness and our championship challenge. He was being roundly criticised, especially given the responsibility on his shoulders with injuries to Jan Vennegoor of Hesselink and Georgios Samaras, and the wisdom of rushing to give him an extended contract looked questionable.

But if ever a player found top form just when it was most needed, it has been the Australian. Saturday's performance saw him literally lead from the front with a showing that included, guile, guts and goals. It is an irresistible combination and, if his team-mates can follow Scott's example, the confidence will surge and a fourth consecutive title should land at its rightful home.

McDonald thrives on the big occasion as he has shown with some excellent goals in the Champions League. He will be the man everyone looks to when we face the R-word on Saturday and the man they will assuredly try hardest to hurt.

Sometimes this season, Celtic could be accused of lacking a sense of urgency at an early enough stage – taking too long to dominate a game. McDonald is showing the way. Who needs Total Football when you have Skippy Soccer!

* Apologies for the long but unavoidable absence of this blog. Someone, somewhere must have been very disappointed.





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