Barry Ferguson has virtually blanked the Scottish Cup Final from his Daily Record column.
Over the last few months the former Alloa boss has had the Battle Fever on, explaining to readers how he’d be in the trenches doing anything to Stoap Selik because taking trophies to Ibrox was the driving motivation in his life.
Phil Clement and his squad of players were praised to the rafters for reviving the SPFL title race with a treble on the cards after the cruel defeat to Benfica in the Europa League.
Last week readers were treated to Barry reflecting on the 2002 Scottish Cup Final and how it meant pure everything to him, last Saturday at Hampden he took the trophy onto the pitch with Mikael Lustig to revive those memories.
It seems that the wrong result at Hampden has resulted in a very noticeable change of script with this week’s column focussed on signing Lennon Miller and Connor Barron.
The only Scottish Cup Final reference is with what is required from this transfer window midfield:
Someone who is going to plant his backside right in the central area and anchor the midfield. In modern day language it’s a number six. Someone to protect the backline and start moves. Get that and I think we could see the best of Nico Raskin beside Diomande – the pair of them really got in Celtic’s faces in Saturday’s Scottish Cup Final.
Raskin was so in Paulo Bernardo’s face that the Celtic midfielder ran forward 40 yards before shooting at goal with Jack Butland palming the ball to Adam Idah to score the only goal.
Diomande kicked his way through the match assisted by the tolerance of Nick Walsh and John Beaton, neither of them will be involved in next season’s Champions League qualifiers.
Since Hampden Clement has lost out on signing Jose Cordoba with James Bisgrove deserting the sinking ship for Saudi Arabia.
All of that seems to have passed Ferguson by, next week he’ll probably be handing out some tactical analysis to Steve Clarke involving getting pure stuck into the Germans and getting in their faces from the first whistle.
Wee Barry Armband is the product of the coaching through which he came – the Walter and Erchie school of getting’ stuck right in tae thum – so he’s stuck in a 1980s timewarp when the likes of Terry Hurlock and Mel Sterland were seen by his later coaching staff as football players. Given his inability or unwillingness to adapt to modern football, he’s unlikely to land a serious gig in coaching or management, hence the McJob with the Record and the increasingly shrill shrieking from him. He’s almost the decline and fall of Rangers encapsulated in one person.
And his brother was a better player than him anyway…
He’s a F eckin’ U seless D iddy….or FUD for short.
Bwarry une Biatch !! is a tad tetchy angry little chappie , Oi bwarry !!! wait till we make it 55 kid !!! Going fer 55 that’ll rattle their FN pots and pans haw !!!! chortle
You could make a full football team outa these ex raging rangers players in the Scottish MSM. Love it.
Seen the one a few weeks ago , when he said he watched us pump Killie 5 – 0 and even all the celebrations
No f*cking chance , his telly got switched over soon as the 2nd goal went in .
Total lies
Scottish Football is like the father who lets his kid win at games and when he goes out into the real world like Walter Smith at Everton he gets his “bottom” handed to him. That is why none of the ex player s are any good in management but can only talk and fortunately for them there are lots of opportunities for that.
Bazza is the thickos’ thicko.
His brains were always in his feet.
And his literate, ‘ghost writer ‘ is a desperate thicko as well.
…so, when does The DR close for good?
Not sure what a ‘ghost writer’ is Bob (original)…
But it’s very apt for it to be involved with The Sevco Huns –
Because They’re as dead as The Do-Do !