I haven’t been very active on the blog recently.
Party to do with a new job which has been taking up a lot of my time and party due to the fact there isn’t much to write about.
After the 6-0 crushing of a lame Livingston team three weeks ago tomorrow – which I noted at the time was as much due to the visitors meagre efforts as opposed to a sudden upturn in fortunes by us – an element of our support had convinced themselves that we were going to turn over Rangers in the cup eight days later.
There really is a section of our support who are in complete denial about where we are right now.
Managerless, 20 points behind in the league and out of every other cup competition before they even really got started a 6-0 skelping of a team with not much to play for doesn’t change any of that.
Having already secured a top-six place, lost in the League Cup final and been told by UEFA that even if they were somehow able to catch fourth-placed Aberdeen that they wouldn’t qualify for next season’s new European Conference League anyway as a result of abandoning their youth academy the team from West Lothian really had pretty much heehaw to play for.
Taking them apart proved little.
Anyway to Ibrox we went and predictably we were once again overawed by the men in light blue jerseys with an opening goal from Steven Davis after 10 mins and an own goal 24 minutes later by on loan Jonjoe Kenny sealing our fate.

In the second half, we created a cacophony of chances which included a penalty being won by Leigh Griffiths only to be pathetically executed by Odsonne Edouard who had already shinned an earlier attempt over the bar with the net gaping in front of him.
No surprises when you consider this is the same Edouard who preferred to dive than put the ball into an open net against the same opposition at Celtic Park only weeks before.
Mohamed Elyounoussi also missed a sitter but really it all means nothing.
Not of it was even remotely surprising when you consider the personnel on the pitch and the big wet blanket in the dugout.
In the days leading up to the game, John Kennedy had produced his latest cracker by claiming that we were a better side than the Ibrox men.
Apparently being 20 points behind after 30 odd games somehow is tangible evidence of superiority.
This is actually identical to the same sort of eye-watering pish that was being spouted by ex-Ibrox manager, serial loser and unrepentant fantasist Pedro Caixinha some years ago.
It was embarrassing coming from them but even more so when our own ‘manager’ blindly wades down the same dimly lit path.
And just like with Pedro these bold predictions always end up blowing up in your face and leaving you looking like a total imbecile.
The following Wednesday we rolled into Pittodrie and drew 1-1 with Stephen Glass’s Aberdeen.
The home side were the better team and missed some absolute sitters before Leigh Griffiths equalised with a header seconds before the ref blew for full time giving us an undeserved draw.
Another dismal display and another two points dropped against a team who were then turned over 3-0 at home by Dundee Utd four days later in the Cup.

Of course, the dropped points thing aspect means nothing now.
The title race was over long ago and we aren’t playing for pride either as our current squad have none.
With our tenth draw of the season, we are on course for our lowest points tally in 22 years that being the infamous Barnes / Dalglish campaign of ’99/2000.
Jeez. Did we ever think we’d return to those dark days again?!
That time around we could only muster up a measly 69 points so at least we’ve eclipsed that total though not by much.
On Sunday we’re back at Ibrox for another round of torture.
The only saving grace is that none of our fans are having to pay for the ‘privilege’ of seeing it live in the ground due to ongoing restrictions.
Off the field, the situation also remains the same.
No manager and no director of football.
Howe continues to be rumoured but God knows.
The Howe to Celtic storyline feels like it’s been a longer running saga than the OJ Simpson trial.
He remains the favourite but at this stage, nothing surprises me.
At least Kennedy has been given enough rope to hang himself.
The board’s fantasy of him taking on the reins permanently have been well and truly sunk by the big man’s total ineptitude in the dugout since coming on as ‘caretaker’ and that’s all he’ll ever be.
Safe to say his time at Celtic is done in any capacity now.
I take cold comfort in that but at this stage, anything is better than nothing.
Maybe by the next time I write something, we’ll have beaten Rangers and have an actual manager with a backroom team and DOF in to take us forward.
But I’m not holding my breath and neither should you.
Honestly how did it ever get this bad?
Oh yeah………………………Lennon, Lawwell, Desmond, Barkas, Ajeti, Duffy, Nick Hammond, Ferencvaros, Ross County, Dubai……………………………..









