SANDMAN’S DEFINITIVE RATINGS: CELTIC v LOKOMOTIV LEITH…
“You get in there, you get the job done and you get the hell out.” – Tom Petty.
THE FRIENDLY GHOST – 7/10 – Kasper to the rescue – sneaky Mibbery facilitates an early Hibs sting but he’s more switched-on than Brendan’s sun-bed and pulls off a terrific stop. Maintained the focus of the backline with his indomitable presence; the sort of personality goalkeeper required in tricky matches like these to see you over the line. Has segued in from Big Joe with a seamless transition.
SCHLUPPTHE ‘RA – 7/10 – Big Jeff’s a keeper; not the Kasper kind, Jamesy (‘Naw, he’s a full-back…’), but a clear must-sign in the summer. Of course, he’s got to be willing. But on form like he’s shown, we surely will be offering. Gives us an athletic physical option as well as the skill; almost a hybrid of player style in-between Greggs and KT. His major attribute is the mirroring of AJ’s supporting bursts, relentless wing-backery that wears down opponents. That was his outstanding contribution today, taking the Hibees right flank to task and winning a war of attrition.
WAYNE GRETZKY – 7.5/10 – ‘As with the left, so shall it be on the right’, said the Lord Larsson. The scriptures don’t lie (much…) and AJ fulfilled the prophecies again with a storming right-side display. Tireless running and fearless conflict; dream for wingers to play with.
CRUSTY THE CLOWN – 6/10 – Makes me nervous at times because of his jersey collection – always looking to add to it by pulling the shirt off his direct opponent; a gift for the MIBs up here. It’s a habitual thing he does that grates my teeth like fingers down a chalkboard. I know it’s part of handling imposing front threats but if I’m spotting it, the VAR monkeys will soon be fapping over it. Apart from that he did reasonably well to contain a robust frontline; presumably mentored throughout by CCV.
GET CARTER – 7/10 – 150 games, 150 scalps. Today, Bowie got knifed…Was a bit of vengeance for the Big Mhan after Edamboorg’s loss and with his Trusty sidekick he set about making amends with a no-nonsense approach to Hibs danger. Testament to his concentration levels that even as we lapsed the defence was never breached, and CCV had the presence of body and mind to quell their pacy counters too.
In the absence of the Sons of William we may have to make do with the Cousins of William in the Final again, although none of the potential opponents outwardly should cause us much angst.
Please just don’t let it be Livingston and the jailbird, I really can’t stand his whiny voice and gurning sour pus. ‘Mon the Saintees!
Hopefully we get the Diets in semi so we don’t get the hate filled songbook in the final.