Walter smith

[markybear 136]

Has anyone got pics or even better clips of the great man during his playing career. I've never seen any pics or anything of him during this time of his life.

How gd was he? When did he retire? Caps for Scotland? Best postion? Etc etc

Being 26 I don't know the answers to any of these questions

[TravelingWilBEARy 4,319]

[Ibroxblue 122]

Don't think he was all that great but I reckon he's doing OK against the Poops here....

[FlippinEck 3,705]

[Ibroxblue 122]

Damn. Beat me to it.

[TravelingWilBEARy 4,319]

He hasn't changed a bit

[markybear 136]

Did he only play in this game hehe

[markybear 136]

Was he rangers calibre (player wise)?

[MURDOCH 1]

Is it just me or does he look a bit like boyd

[DivDee 49]

Is it just me or does he look a bit like boyd

Thought that aswell. On the squad picture.

[Jamie1807 146]

What I've read is that he was a hard working decent player, nothing spectacular

[Jamie1807 146]

Thought that aswell. On the squad picture.

Walter must have shagged Mrs Boyd behind Ethel's back

[MosesMcNeil 1,664]

Playing against Hearts in the 1976 Scottish Cup semi-final.

[TheBloubellsAreBlouie 209]

Great pic.

I see Dalglish on the deck and Hood in the background,but who's the other player, is it Johnny Doyle?

[BRITNEY IS NOT FEELING IT 8,293]

Great pic.

I see Dalglish on the deck and Hood in the background,but who's the other player, is it Johnny Doyle?

Hay ? :21: :21:

[JamieD 18,940]

Walter without grey hair

[TheBloubellsAreBlouie 209]

Hay ? :21: :21:

So it is, well spotted.

Here's a great pic and one I remember very well from the Daily Record back then. The look on Walters' face says it all really, wouldn't like to get on the wrong side of him.

Roma 3-0 Dundee United (agg 3-2), 25 April 1984

Many a British side has left Italy choking on the vomito after a European Cup semi-final, suspecting or even knowing that the decisive contribution came from the home side's 12th man, Machiavelli. Liverpool still talk darkly of their defeat by Internazionale in 1965 and, when his Derby side were beaten by Juventus in 1973, Brian Clough asked Brian Glanville to inform the waiting Italian journalists that he wouldn't talk to "cheating bastards". But nobody has had quite such an all-encompassing and miserable experience as Dundee United in 1984. It's the sort of day that scars you for life. Certainly the United manager, Jim McLean, references it in approximately 100% of his Daily Record columns.

You can understand why. The thought of Dundee United reaching the European Cup final boggles the mind 25 years on, but they were within dry-humping distance of doing so when they overwhelmed Roma 2-0 in the first leg. Yet it was in the aftermath of that game that the troubles began: some Roma players accused McLean of calling them "Italian bastards", and his palpably flippant comments to Italian journalists about hoping his players kept taking whatever pills they had been on were wilfully abused by the Roma president, who started very publicly spreading the word that United's players were on drugs.

For Roma, not reaching a final that was to be held in their own stadium was unthinkable. When Dundee United turned up for the second leg – cleverly scheduled for the afternoon, to expose various pasty Scots to the searing April heat and disorientate a team used to midweek night games – they discovered that the Stadio Olimpico had, for one afternoon, morphed into the Coliseum. They arrived 90 minutes before kick-off, when already it was almost full. A bit of Ultras violence set the tone, with the players pelted with apples and oranges before the game. It was a cauldron of undiluted hate. Banners, in English, were dotted around the stadium with phrases such as "GOD CURSE DUNDEE UNITED", "McLEAN **** OFF" and "ROMA HATES McLEAN HE'S A ****".

In the match itself, a nervous United were simply overwhelmed, well beaten 3-0, although they weren't helped by the French referee, Michel Vautrot, who seemed to have the same distaste for physical contact as Amélie Poulain's father. It later emerged that Roma had tried to bribe Vautrot, a crime for which the showers-that-be banned them from European football for only a year.

After the game, the Roma players replaced the shirt-swapping tradition with fluid-swapping, gobbing on various Dundee United players, while some of the Roma squad also broke off their celebrations to serenade McLean and his young assistant Walter Smith with the universal language of the stiff middle finger and a few waaaaaahs for clarification. It was a dark, bitter day, and one that was all too familiar for paranoid Brits. But the final, also in Rome, would bring about a happier tale.

[BRITNEY IS NOT FEELING IT 8,293]

Aye Blouie I remember that , tally bstard's , surprised he never had a white surrender hanky draped over his finger

[ogbg 20]

I like that picture. Shows lots of different things about lots of different people.

The Roma players must have believed the stuff they were fed by the press. Their anger looks different to the standard type associated with sporting aggression.

Smith looks determined. Compared to the previous pictures, this looks more like today's image.

So it is, well spotted.

Here's a great pic and one I remember very well from the Daily Record back then. The look on Walters' face says it all really, wouldn't like to get on the wrong side of him.

Roma 3-0 Dundee United (agg 3-2), 25 April 1984

Many a British side has left Italy choking on the vomito after a European Cup semi-final, suspecting or even knowing that the decisive contribution came from the home side's 12th man, Machiavelli. Liverpool still talk darkly of their defeat by Internazionale in 1965 and, when his Derby side were beaten by Juventus in 1973, Brian Clough asked Brian Glanville to inform the waiting Italian journalists that he wouldn't talk to "cheating bastards". But nobody has had quite such an all-encompassing and miserable experience as Dundee United in 1984. It's the sort of day that scars you for life. Certainly the United manager, Jim McLean, references it in approximately 100% of his Daily Record columns.

You can understand why. The thought of Dundee United reaching the European Cup final boggles the mind 25 years on, but they were within dry-humping distance of doing so when they overwhelmed Roma 2-0 in the first leg. Yet it was in the aftermath of that game that the troubles began: some Roma players accused McLean of calling them "Italian bastards", and his palpably flippant comments to Italian journalists about hoping his players kept taking whatever pills they had been on were wilfully abused by the Roma president, who started very publicly spreading the word that United's players were on drugs.

For Roma, not reaching a final that was to be held in their own stadium was unthinkable. When Dundee United turned up for the second leg – cleverly scheduled for the afternoon, to expose various pasty Scots to the searing April heat and disorientate a team used to midweek night games – they discovered that the Stadio Olimpico had, for one afternoon, morphed into the Coliseum. They arrived 90 minutes before kick-off, when already it was almost full. A bit of Ultras violence set the tone, with the players pelted with apples and oranges before the game. It was a cauldron of undiluted hate. Banners, in English, were dotted around the stadium with phrases such as "GOD CURSE DUNDEE UNITED", "McLEAN **** OFF" and "ROMA HATES McLEAN HE'S A ****".

In the match itself, a nervous United were simply overwhelmed, well beaten 3-0, although they weren't helped by the French referee, Michel Vautrot, who seemed to have the same distaste for physical contact as Amélie Poulain's father. It later emerged that Roma had tried to bribe Vautrot, a crime for which the showers-that-be banned them from European football for only a year.

After the game, the Roma players replaced the shirt-swapping tradition with fluid-swapping, gobbing on various Dundee United players, while some of the Roma squad also broke off their celebrations to serenade McLean and his young assistant Walter Smith with the universal language of the stiff middle finger and a few waaaaaahs for clarification. It was a dark, bitter day, and one that was all too familiar for paranoid Brits. But the final, also in Rome, would bring about a happier tale.

[KingKai 439]

Looks like theyre advertising 'The Exorcist' in that first pic!!