You don’t really get very many good days in December, and with a cold east wind blowing in from the east in Kirkcaldy and early darkness, it was hardly all light and sunshine at Stark’s Park this bleak day of December 13 when the mighty Celts, in 1913 probably the most famous team in the world, came to town, arriving off the train to be greeted by a couple of horse drawn brakes to take them along to the ground.
They were accompanied by their support – the Glasgow Irish with their songs and their bugles, and one or two of them, it was noticed without shoes or boots and wearing makeshift stockings of old rags tied with string. But they were happy, singing the old songs about Ireland and their team who were on the crest of a wave, not having lost a goal, let alone a game, since October 7!
This was all due to the mighty men called Shaw, McNair and Dodds. Today it would be slightly different because Joe Dodds would be at left half to cover for an injury to Johnny McMaster while the worthy Tom McGregor would be at left back. More worrying was the news that McMenemy was still out injured – yet was that a worry when the team were doing so well without him?
But today was a dream day for triskaidekaphobes. The number 13 featured constantly. It was the 13thday of December 1913, and it was the 13th game since Celtic last conceded a goal. The team had brought two reserves with them, so that was 13 men. Surely the record must go today! They didn’t look all that worried though as Manager Maley talked happily to everyone when they arrived outside the ground and Captain Sunny Jim Young barked orders about being careful what they were doing with “the hamper” containing strips and boots. And McMenemy was there! He had started training again and, although he was still “tender about the shoulder”, he was hoping to be back next week. Not today though.
Raith Rovers were middle of the table and difficult to beat at home. They had of course been in the Scottish Cup final last April and some thought they were unlucky not to win. They had some good players with a good half back line in James Logan, Willie Porter and Harry Anderson, and a couple of particularly fine forwards in Jimmy Scott and South African Fred Gibson.
The weather was at least dry and a good crowd of 13,000 appeared, at least 2,000 of whom were rooting for the Celts, either having come on one of the many trains from Glasgow or from the local area. They had won nothing last season, but this season they had already beaten Rangers at Ibrox 2-0. Their best player, commonly believed to be the best player in the world, was Patsy Gallacher, the young Irishman, famed for his dribbling, shooting and passing.
Raith Rovers: Wallace, Winning and Morrison; Logan, Porter and Anderson; Rattray, Scott, Martin, Waugh and Gibson
Celtic: Shaw, McNair and McGregor; Young, Johnstone and Dodds; McAtee, Gallacher, Owers, Crone and Browning
Referee: J Stevens, Motherwell
Not surprisingly, the local papersThe Fife Free PressandThe Dundee Couriertend to criticise the referee for not being strict enough with Sunny Jim Young and Peter Johnstone a Fifer from Glencraig who had lived some of his life in Kirkcaldy.The Scottish Referee, based in Glasgow, is full of praise for Raith Rovers who shocked Celtic when Jimmy Scott “sent home a beauty leaving Shaw helpless” and that was the score until half time when Celtic equalised through a shot from Johnny Browning which seemed to deceive everyone as it trickled into the net with no-one making any great attempt to stop it.
But Celtic in the second half with the benefit of the breeze coming in from the sea and playing towards the Beveridge Park goal, were slightly better trained and that wee bit more solid in defence. The winning goal was spectacular with a charge down the wing from Andy McAtee and a cross, and Ebenezer Owers “running in, caught it with his fiery pow and the sphere rested in the net”. The ginger haired Ebenezer did not have many great moments for Celtic, but this was one of them.
And so the Celtic players and fans departed back to Glasgow, the fans singing the songs of John McCormack about “The Wearing Of The Green”, and talking excitedly about Home Rule. One or two of them lingered for a day or two in Kirkcaldy and went back on Monday afternoon after a brief and penitent appearance at the Sheriff Court on the Monday morning, but the magistrates were usually tolerant and lenient, and quite keen to see them away on the afternoon train!
The Raith fans had reason to be proud of their team. Maley, Celtic’s Manager, courteous and magnanimous as always, conceded that a draw would have been “not unfair” and most newspapers said that it was only Celtic’s superior fitness that won the day. But the supporters were also proud of Jimmy Scott for his wonderful goal. Celtic would not lose another one until the end of February!
It was as well that no-one knew what was coming. No-one could have known that by July 1916 Jimmy Scott the scorer of that great goal would meet his death at the Somme, nor that Peter Johnstone of Celtic would perish at Arras little more than a year later. His widow lived in Rose Street, Kirkcaldy for many years after that.
Born in 1948, David Potter first saw Celtic at Dens Park, Dundee in March 29. It was a 3-5 defeat, which equipped him admirably for the horrors of the early 1960’s. He had “followed” Celtic for a few years before that and recalls having been called upon to impersonate Jock Stein and receive the family silver teapot which had to do for the Scottish Cup as it was presented on April 24 1954, after he and his father had spent a nerve wracking afternoon listening to the radio! Since then, he has “followed” every Celtic game with bated breath, and has written extensively about the club in magazines and books. His favorite team was that of 1969 (which he rates marginally better than 1967) and his favorite player was Henrik Larsson.
His ambition for Celtic is for them to keep on winning silver in Scotland and to be something in Europe once again. His other interests are cricket and drama. He is 70, a retired teacher of Classical Languages, married with three children and five grandchildren. He now travels on the Joseph Rafferty bus from Kirkcaldy. He also loves Forfar Athletic.
Celtic Soul Podcast Episode 82 with More than 90 Minutes, Editor Andrew Milne chatting to Derry Writer and Activist Tony Doherty. He has published 3 books This Man’s Wee Boy, The Da Beside Us and the Skelper and Me. He is the founder member of the Bloody Sunday Campaign and a former IRA prisoner
His father Patrick was executed on Bloody Sunday by members of British Army Parachute Regiment along with 12 other innocent civilians on January 30 1972.
Former Celtic goalkeeper Jonathan Gould talks about the departure of Wim Jansen from Celtic after stopping the 10 and winning a double. The players reaction, the arrival of Lubo and the defenders he had in front of him at Celtic.
Jonathan Gould is a former Celtic goalkeeper. Gouldy will be remembered as the unsung hero who came from 3rd choice goalkeeper at Bradford to Celtic first choice stopper in the 1997/98 season when Celtic stopped Rangers doing 101AR and he only conceded 24 goals during that roller coaster campaign under Wim Jansen.
He also won a treble with Martin O’Neill and a League Cup under Kenny Dalglish and Tommy Burns to add to his first League Cup he won in his first season and went to the World Cup with Scotland in an amazing career from Non-League Football to 60,000 at Celtic Park.
He served under 5 managers at Celtic including John Barnes and was the goalkeeper during that infamous night against ICT.
Jonathan Gould on New Celtic Manager Ange Postecoglou who he came up against on a number of occasions during his time coaching in Australia
Full interview available on last Friday’s Celtic Soul Podcast
Jonathan Gould is a former Celtic goalkeeper. Gouldy will be remembered as the unsung hero who came from 3rd choice goalkeeper at Bradford to Celtic first choice stopper in the 1997/98 season when Celtic stopped Rangers doing 101AR and he only conceded 24 goals during that roller coaster campaign under Wim Jansen.
He also won a treble with Martin O’Neill and a League Cup under Kenny Dalglish and Tommy Burns to add to his first League Cup he won in his first season and went to the World Cup with Scotland in an amazing career from Non-League Football to 60,000 at Celtic Park.
He served under 5 managers at Celtic including John Barnes and was the goalkeeper during that infamous night against ICT.
As the Euro’s reach their conclusion this week, Celtic begin their training camp in Wales, with the first game coming today as we take on Sheffield Wednesday.
The mood amongst the fans seems to have shifted to a bit more positivity lately, maybe after we heard from Ange Postecoglou and Dom McKay a couple of weeks ago. The clubs social channels seem to have had a bit of a jump start, with less birthday wishes and more decent content. The Ange Mic’d up video gave us a glimpse of the managers coaching style and has gone down well.
These pre season friendlies are about trying things out, for Ange to have a look at players in action and get fitness levels up for the first Champions League qualifier on July 19th against FC Midtjylland, in what is a tougher than normal start to the qualifiers.
Today’s game will probably see a lot of younger and fringe players given a run out, the Scotland contingent only returned to training on Monday. The two young players we recruited from Sheffield Wednesday will likely face their former team mates. Hopefully the likes of Lee O’Connor and Luca Connell can get some game time and we can see what they are about after successful loan spells last season.
The club continue to be linked with several players, Hickey, Vuscovic, Ryan, Wyke have all been linked over the last few weeks. The latest name in fray in Swedish stopper, Carl Starfelt, who is currently playing in Russia for Rubin Kazan. The 26-year-old is reportedly close to agreeing terms. The defence will need shored up if as expected Kris Ajer moves on. Edouard and Christie continue to be linked with moves so the next few weeks will be busy on the transfer market.
It’s ways exciting under a new manager, new players come in, new styles of play and the unknown beckons. Let’s hope Ange takes us on a great journey.
Matt returns to Talk from the Terrace to join Andrew Milne on Celtic Fanzine TV to chat about the new Celtic Manager Ange Postecoglou, New CEO Dominic McKay and life in Glasgow as Celtic kick off their pre-season
More than 90 Minutes, Erin Boyle asks the questions and welcomes Ange Postecoglou at the Celtic Fan Media Press Conference when the new Celtic Manager joined new Celtic CEO Dominic McKay at Celtic Park as he begins the rebuilding process at Celtic
In today’s society, fitbaw is a product sold to consumers. Commercialism is sucking the soul out of the beautiful game. Television deals, merchandising, sponsorships and partnerships dictate what sport and entertainment we consume in the 21st century. Football Clubs are brands. We see global companies such as City Football Group redefining ownership of the beautiful game as billionaires capitalise on supporters all over the globe every chance they get. Ka-Ching, jerseys lined in cash. “Play for the badge”. What badge? Dafabet or the four leaved clover?
” Fae the scheme tae the first team “ is a reminder of the heart, soul and passion of the grass roots of football.
It all started playing on red ash.
No sponsored jerseys
lined with cash.
Grazed knees
And nae referees
Jumpers as goal posts
Big hopes and big dreams
This wee verse was written on Buchanan Street, Glasgow City Centre, in sheer rage of the UEFA banners in the build-up to the Euros plastered with billions of pounds worth of sponsors. Tiktok, Coca Cola and Qatar Airways to name just three. We see it everywhere, I know. Big screens, pitch side adverts and social media. I know, I know. This moment struck a different chord. Where is the culture?
” Wee mans no playing.
He’s saying,
Well it’s my baw.
So we’re no playing “.
The narrative of the poem was inspired by my Dad and reflects his childhood. Born in 1975, My Dad grew up in Whitecrook, Clydebank. Concrete pitches, graffiti goal posts and not a phone in sight. Line ups formed from whoever was out to play in the street. Half time called fur piece ‘n’ crisps. Nae rules and nae referees. This is football. Nostalgia that many auld fitbaw Da’s can relate too. I’m a millennium baby, born in the year 2000. I live in Maryhill. A working class and humble area in the North West of Glasgow and home to the Jags. Do I see street fitbaw? Do I see waens out in bikes and scooters? It’s a rare sight.
Globalisation is changing hearts and minds. I’d be lying if I said I wisnae feart but it’s a fitbaw poets’ job to express this and to start conversations. Recently I was live on BBC Scotland Radio ranting away. A working-class voice broadcasted on national radio is significant in its own wee way, let alone shining light on capitalism and commercialism as we approach the Euros.
Enjoy the rest of the Euros and keep fighting the good fight! Here is my wee poem, “ Fae the scheme tae the young team”.
Fae the scheme tae the first team
Fae the scheme tae the first team
the buzz the passion the pride
tartan in oor veins
under saltire skies
Scotland
we’re aw just…
one big young team
geein it the big yin in the Euros
And y’know
It aw started playing on red ash
nae sponsored jerseys
lined wae cash
grazed knees
and nae referees
jumpers as goal posts
big hopes and big dreams
Wee mans lost the dressing room
He’s saying
“It’s my baw
so we’re no playing ”
First touch left fit
in the pouring rain
tackle after tackle
nae fear in this game
Now despite TV deals and sponsors
killing the dream
a digital atmosphere
Chanting echoing through tweets
it appears that Scotland
ye’ve still got a baw at yer feet
Fae the scheme tae the first team
streetlights as flood lights
Davie Marshalls winning save
carried oot by the wains
in playgrounds and parks
fae the Clyde tae the Tay
Scotland
we’re one and the same
No ambition
fur a million-pound wage
no fame
No ties and suits
but dirty auld fitba boots
heart soul and passion
We’re come far
From calling full time
for losing yer baw
under a parked car
Half time called
fur a piece ‘n’ crisps
in tenement closes
bins as dug oots
penalty shoot outs
till the sun goes down
Fae the scheme tae the first team
This is our home ground
We’ll keep a baw at oor feet
keepy uppys as a nation
cause no matter the score line
this is oor beautiful game
we’ll keep it the same as it was
before money and fame
The roots of the game
Erin Boyle is a poet from Glasgow who is currently studying Journalism and Media at university. She has a love for theatre and is passionate about working with young people and helping to empower marginalised voices in the arts. Her love for Celtic is echoed in her poetry and her earliest memories are dancing around the living room to ‘ Four Leafed Clover’ and ‘Let The People Sing’, while browsing through her Dad’s jersey and fanzine collection. Inspired by her Dad she joined the Kano Foundation, a charity set up by fellow Celtic supporters, where she plays an integral part in taking deserving kids groups to Celtic Park to sample the match-day experience.
Alternative View Editor Matt McGlone looks ahead to the new season with More than 90 Minutes Editor Andrew Milne. Tune in later for the full Talk from the Terrace show.