A nice day out in the Parkhead sunshine – David Potter

For the second Saturday in a row, I enjoyed the Parkhead sunshine as my team won comfortably 4-0. A smaller crowd this time but a recognisable Celtic performance and the Green Brigade in full song. The goals were well taken and Celtic were never in the slightest danger of losing. It was in fact the first women’s game I have ever been at (as distinct from watching them on TV), and I can see me coming back.

The Celtic players seemed to relish the opportunity to play in the awesome arena that Celtic Park is – and no less awesome when it is less full than normal. The girls deserve the chance to play there all the time. I suppose the problem may be in damaging the surface if too many games are played on it, and people will not be slow to point to the condition that Firhill is in, but it would be worth spending some more money on the pitch, if it is to give that honest and deserving bunch of footballers the chance to feel more part of the mighty institution that Celtic is.

It is an honour and a privilege to wear the green and white jerseys; it is no less so to play on the same park as Patsy Gallacher and Jimmy Johnstone.

And this was a Celtic crowd at its best. Not a single bad word did I hear, not a single word of anger, not an empty bottle of beer did I spy in the toilet – but merely a crowd of Celtic supporters of both sexes and all ages from babes in arms to people who even looked as if they could be older than I am!

They enjoyed themselves, applauding the good play of their favourites and cheering the goals.

And the bare chested Green Brigade were there. I think I heard them at one point singing “Come on, ye BHOYS in green” which was possibly the wrong word, but lovely to see and hear them.

I have two gripes. Might it not be an idea to make life easier tor supporters to have one or two obviously CASH ONLY turnstiles? I had to work hard to get in! And the other complaint was that the Women’s administrators seem to share the Men’s delusion that Celtic v Hibs is a colour clash! It isn’t!

Look up the 1972 Scottish Cup final on You Tube if you don’t believe me! Dixie Deans didn’t seem to have any problem that day in distinguishing the two teams! And yes, yes, I know that it is all about selling replica shirts… but if you are looking for a colour clash, what about the Hibs goalkeeper?

Her jersey did not look a million miles away from those of Celtic! Let’s have the traditional strips of both teams when they next meet!

But thank you, Fran and the Ghirls! And all the best for the rest of the season! Celtic, apart from anything else, transcends sexuality. It is far more important!

David Potter

About Author

I am Celtic author and historian and write for The Celtic Star. I live in Kirkcaldy and have followed Celtic all my life, having seen them first at Dundee in March 1958. I am a retired teacher and my other interests are cricket, drama and the poetry of Robert Burns.

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