Celtic’s speed in acting against Green Brigade took the breath away

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From the club’s side, the rationale may be less political than practical. Celtic is not just a football club but a publicly listed company operating under strict safety licensing and insurance frameworks. The Rail Seating Section exists only because the club can demonstrate control and compliance.

Sack The Board protest

Sack The Board protest at Rugby Park, Kilmarnock v Celtic, 14 September 2025. Photo Vagelis Georgariou (The Celtic Star)

Any suggestion of disorder, particularly involving police officers, threatens that status. Failure to act decisively could invite scrutiny from the authorities, compromise insurance cover, or even endanger the safe-standing licence itself.

In that light, the board’s swiftness looks like self-preservation. Yet what the board sees as diligence, many supporters interpret as authoritarianism. The process feels opaque, the punishment collective, and the tone corporate, all the things many Celtic supporters have grown to resent.

The truth is this latest clash doesn’t exist in isolation. It’s part of a larger collapse of trust between the boardroom and the stands.

For years, Celtic’s leadership has spoken of “engagement” while rarely practising it. Fans are asked to renew and behave, but seldom consulted. Decisions, on policing, ticketing, or protest, seem made behind closed doors and announced as fait accompli. When challenged, the club’s instinct is defensive, its communication formal and cold.

Dermot Desmond

Alfred Dunhill Links Championship 2024 Dermot Desmond on the 18th tee during the final round of the Alfred Dunhill Links Championship 2024 on the Old Course at St. Andrews Golf CLub, Fife, . 06/10/2024. Picture Fran Caffrey / Golffile.ie

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As a Bellshill Bhoy I was taken to my first Celtic game in the summer of 1987. It was Billy McNeill’s return to Celtic Park as manager and Celtic lost 5-1 to Arsenal . I thought I was a jinx, I think my Grandfather might have thought the same. It was the finest gift anyone ever gave me when he walked me through Parkhead's gates.

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