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The fact he got to sit with these fans without getting dogs abuse really tells its own story. This cunt was allowed to take his seat among them. I know some will say he still gets his seat in the press area it Ibrox, but this is different

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Surprise surprise he misses out the song that seemed to be the loudest and most frequent used by the Dundee United fans " Go home ya h***"

"this is the sort of stuff the Rangers support is going to have to get used to, and live with, for years to come."

"I like Dundee United fans, I find them a good natured bunch."

There we go, when our fans sing sectarian songs we get called all the names under the sun, yet when we are the victims its we just have to get used to it as its coming from "a good natured bunch"

Cant write this shit.

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Here is the article. Please don't give the site hits.

No longer, when someone asks me in an aggrieved voice when I last actually paid my way into a football match, will I have to start flannelling to cover my pampered media tracks.

No longer, when someone asks me in an aggrieved voice when I last actually paid my way into a football match, will I have to start flannelling to cover my pampered media tracks.

Rangers fans 'happily bantered with one another' despite the outcome. Picture: Sammy Turner/SNS

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Graham Spiers

Not after Saturday lunchtime at Tannadice, where I purchased my ticket and entered the visitors' end to sit with 400 Rangers supporters who would become increasingly frustrated as the afternoon wore on.

It was a fascinating experience being back among "the bears". And I'll say this straight up; despite being well trounced on the pitch, and mercilessly goaded and baited from the packed Dundee United stands, the mood among this Rangers travelling support remained impressively buoyant and fairly good-natured.

There is a stereotype of a Rangers fan, particularly in light of the past 12 months' events – a po-faced and resentful creature, not in any way someone upon whom joy easily settles.

Well, such a fan was nowhere to be seen on Saturday. On the contrary, these Rangers supporters happily bantered with one another, while intermittently sticking two fingers up at the disparaging chants raining down on them from the other stands.

Did "the boycott" work? To a large degree, yes, in that there might normally have been 5000 Rangers fans at this game. And yet, the 400-odd who did go to Tannadice made for quite a decent throng, with one or two of them giving me a fairly tart reason for choosing to be present.

"I've been following Rangers week in, week out for decades and suddenly a guy comes along and tells me I can't go to the football?" one said, in some indignation, at Charles Green. Another put it more bluntly: "A boycott? Can't be arsed with that, mate."

I got there early – at least 45 minutes before kick-off – and watched as the dribs and drabs of Rangers fans came through the turnstiles and gathered in their seats.

The make-up of this travelling support was fascinating: quite a few men with their children, a lot of teenage Rangers fans, plus I thought a preponderance of older fans, of men well into their 60s and beyond.

Another group which stood out for me were the young "love birds", teenage sweet-hearts, with both boy and girl wearing their Rangers colours. Seated in front of me and behind were just such couples, though I can't say they were entirely consumed by the game.

What seemed, to me, to be proportionately missing, was the section of supporters in the 30-40 age bracket, who, you might say, are currently the more politically-active Rangers fans. To me, they seemed to be down in number on Saturday, having obeyed the boycott message.

As we all sat there, the Dundee United fans sang their ditties of abuse: about liquidation, zombies, "you're not Rangers anymore" and the rest. Given the traumatic last 12 months, this is the sort of stuff the Rangers support is going to have to get used to, and live with, for years to come.

And let's face it, had liquidation struck Celtic, Dundee United or any other club, these Rangers fans would have been at the front of the queue in terms of their own goading and lampooning. There almost seemed to be an acceptance of this, as a basic law of human nature.

Sitting amid all this I have to confess I was impressed by those around me. There is definitely a type of Rangers fan today who has had to consume an almighty slice of humble pie – an experience many of them have scarcely known before – but who is gamely getting on with supporting his (or her) team.

You still meet the "this is fun" brigade – those who will not admit to their dire fate and who, a tad self-consciously, try to play up the "fun" of facing East Stirlingshire at home followed by Annan Athletic away.

But Saturday confirmed to me that many Rangers fans are getting on with these tribulations, unbowed in their love of their club. And I just don't see how you can knock this.

It remains weird, even after all these months, standing among Rangers fans and watching so poor a team as Ally McCoist's on Saturday.

As the game wore on, and Rangers so obviously lacking in many areas, a sullenness set in among their fans which hadn't been apparent for the opening 70 minutes, even at 2-0 down.

It was as if a bomb-alert had been announced when Jonny Russell made it 3-0 to United after 77 minutes: up people got and started streaming for the exits.

Two lads next to me, who had spent much of the afternoon teasing me about my love-hate relationship with their club, didn't even bid me goodbye; in an instant they were gone, one merely looking up to give me a cursory wave before their heads disappeared down the exit tunnel.

We piled on to the streets outside at the final whistle, with jubilant United fans pouring past us. I like Dundee United fans, I find them a good-natured bunch. But the Rangers fans hate them.

"Aw, Spiersy, what's the score, eh, eh?" a Dundonian crowed at me as I headed for my car. I suddenly felt very confused.

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i didn't read it,there's no need anymore spiers is the only journalist I know who constantly speaks of his dads occupation,the reason for that is because his father was a Protestant Minister and he feels his attacks on our club carry more credence because of this,he is an appalling human being.

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What a horrible, horrible article to read; utterly patronising tone, and as mentioned, that he SO conveniently misses them singing 'go home ya h**s' is deplorable - we all heard this watching it on TV; not a fucking chance he wouldn't have heard that, nor would the Rangers fans there not kicked up a stink about hearing it either.

Is it the just me, or is the whole article reeking of an 'aww poor wee Rangers' mentality?

He's not even fit to write for the Glasweigan, never mind that shit-hole of a rag he writes for.

Pathetic.

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Speirs for me is a walking scumbag .Its amazes me that no one gave him verbals never mind follows hiim out after game to boot the crap out of him .This rodent loving sweetie is without doubt our biggest enemy in the media because he tries gently to kid on he is one of us .If any bear sat beside this runt and even thought about being nice to him they should be ashamed and disgusted with themselves .You are worse than just being a scab

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The boycott is/was childish and infantile. A boycott is a Fenian tactic that the taigs used well in Ireland down through the years. It shocks and sickens me to the core that good loyal protestant men and woman would partake in a rebel action so willingly.

The word boycott entered the English language during the Irish "Land War" and is derived from the name of Captain Charles Boycott, the land agent of an absentee landlord, Lord Erne, who lived in Lough Mask House, near Ballinrobe in County Mayo, Ireland, who was subject to social ostracism organized by the Irish Land League in 1880. As harvests had been poor that year, Lord Erne offered his tenants a ten percent reduction in their rents. In September of that year, protesting tenants demanded a twenty five percent reduction, which Lord Erne refused. Boycott then attempted to evict eleven tenants from the land. Charles Stewart Parnell, in a speech in Ennis prior to the events in Lough Mask, proposed that when dealing with tenants who take farms where another tenant was evicted, rather than resorting to violence, everyone in the locality should shun them. While Parnell's speech did not refer to land agents or landlords, the tactic was first applied to Boycott when the alarm was raised about the evictions. Despite the short-term economic hardship to those undertaking this action, Boycott soon found himself isolated — his workers stopped work in the fields and stables, as well as in his house. Local businessmen stopped trading with him, and the local postman refused to deliver mail.[1]

The concerted action taken against him meant that Boycott was unable to hire anyone to harvest the crops in his charge. Eventually 50 Orangemen from Cavan andMonaghan volunteered to do the work. They were escorted to and from Claremorris by one thousand policemen and soldiers, despite the fact that the local Land League leaders had said that there would be no violence from them, and in fact no violence materialized.[2] This protection ended up costing far more than the harvest was worth. After the harvest, the "boycott" was successfully continued. Within weeks Boycott's name was everywhere. It was used by The Times in November 1880 as a term for organized isolation. According to an account in the book “The Fall of Feudalism in Ireland” by Michael Davitt, the term was promoted by Fr. John O'Malley of County Mayo to "signify ostracism applied to a landlord or agent like Boycott". The Times first reported on November 20, 1880: “The people of New Pallas have resolved to 'boycott' them and refused to supply them with food or drink.” The Daily News wrote on December 13, 1880: “Already the stoutest-hearted are yielding on every side to the dread of being 'Boycotted'.” By January of the following year, the word was being used figuratively: "Dame Nature arose.... She 'Boycotted' London from Kew to Mile End" (The Spectator, January 22, 1881).

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boycott

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The boycott is/was childish and infantile. A boycott is a Fenian tactic that the taigs used well in Ireland down through the years. It shocks and sickens me to the core that good loyal protestant men and woman would partake in a rebel action so willingly.

sorry mate but utter mince
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