Insaintee Posted June 20, 2015 Share Posted June 20, 2015 Never been out of Scotland type post. We gathered that 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Insaintee Posted June 20, 2015 Share Posted June 20, 2015 If only densboy was still around to post Philips latest piece of award winning journalism..... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jimmy boo Posted June 20, 2015 Share Posted June 20, 2015 I still cannot believe the chump was so obsessed with the forum he logged onto P&B from an aeroplane just to give out dots as well as posting. Might be an own goal if the resident Polterfhud says he didn't log onto P&B to post from mid flight and I'll look a bit stupid but I'm sure he did, it fits his obsessive profile. If it were me I'd have went on holiday and waited till I returned before posting. Posting from an aeroplane ffs, I still can't get over it. Get a room you two!! You're as bad as each other 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Insaintee Posted June 20, 2015 Share Posted June 20, 2015 Against all Odds..... D'Artagnan's PhotoD'ArtagnanToday, 08:23 PM It was a familiar routine. With wife, and soulmate of lifetime retired to her bed, George knew the protocol. However this evening would provide a slight deviation from the norm. He broke the virginity of the Macallan 43 malt, with a respectful nod to acknowledge the craft and expertise of the “alchemist”. A handful of ice cubes into the crystal glass laid the foundations of a simple, yet unbeatable combination. He shuffled, assisted by his Prestige walking stick, over to the bottom drawer of the cabinet in “Georges Room” and from there he withdrew a simple cardboard box, designed to protect against the ravages of time. From within said box he then removed an old scrapbook carefully and expensively encased and preserved within a Melinex protective cover. Some things are valuable, but memories nonetheless are priceless. Opening the first page the image of Harold Davis stares back at him. It is of course deliberate, and one hopes future generations of George’s family will realise the significance of Harold’s place in that scrapbook. A man who overcame the odds to achieve greatness, those odds skewed against him due to service to his country, yet who still managed to encompass everything pulling on a light blue jersey encompasses. Sometimes the word “Legend”, quite simply, isn’t enough. The following pages are testament to our greatness, stilled images of history which have resulted in anything but stilled celebration. The Caldow penalty against England, Brand , McMillan and Wilson, the strike of the Super Dane (Pre-Laudrup!) which lifted the Scottish Cup in 66, and the wonder of “Slim Jim”, a 16 year old ending a 4 year famine in the League Cup Final, Barcelona , Wee bud sitting on the ball, the dunes of Gullane when “character” and “determination” were our watchword, the magic show which was Davie Cooper, the Souness revolution, the Prince of Denmark (“Brian, why are you so good? [copyright Jim White]) 9 in a row, the pages are endless, and apologies to those which have been skipped over such as the spirit of the Rangers team which came back from 2 down at Hampden to scupper Wuilie Pettigrew’s dream. The latter part of the scrapbook is not quite so reminiscent or enjoyable however. Images of Craig Whyte, his catastrophic reign, and our subsequent treatment at the hands of others adorn the pages. One wonders why this period of our history should be kept rather than ignored. Because adversity and willingness to overcome insurmountable odds reveals the true character of the Rangers support. “No Surrender” is much more than just a match day historical soundbite – rather it is given both legitimacy and credibility by our willingness to refuse to succumb in the face of adversity. The pictures in the latter of part of the scrapbook show Sandy Jardine rallying the troops on the march to Hampden, newspapers cutting displaying our ability to sell out stadiums even in the lowest of divisions, our capability to cause the cancellations of matches in our desire to “follow follow”. Broadcasters such as Adrian Durham don’t talk about regimes – instead they gaze in wonder at a support who refuse to give up on the club they love. Just to clarify, because it really, really is important, that’s people like you and me they are talking about. When we were down we found few (if any allies) but our unconditional love for a club called Rangers caused us to rally round her. We defied the odds, we defied the sceptics, we defied those who hate us and conspire against us, but most importantly we achieved this alone without the help of others. Other than truth and justice courtesy of the courts this has very much been a lone sojourn for the Rangers support. We really need to move on in order to effectively tackle the real enemies of our club. We need to overcome the angst of “boycotter” versus “non boycotter” and recognise ourselves as one support with different viewpoints who all had the best interests of the club at heart. Because believe you me neither the boycotter nor the non-boycotter would wish to see our club dead. But our enemies would. As George turns the final pages of his scrapbook and sips the last of his Macallan, the closing page shows a newspaper cutting from yesteryear, where the great William Struth castigates the Ibrox kit man, after the latter suggested, if necessary, we could borrow from our opponents that day – Clyde – should the need arise. There then followed a stern lecture on how Rangers should and never will rely upon others for their survival. If we are to be self-sufficient and reliant on no-one to ensure our survival, then at the very least we need to be united in purpose. If you don’t believe me, at the very least trust our guiding forefather. Certainly brought a tear to my eye... No Surrender ^^^^^Fifty shades of grey IMHO 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hellbhoy Posted June 20, 2015 Share Posted June 20, 2015 ^^^^^Fifty shades of grey IMHO 54 shades of grey areas regarding top tier titles shurely no ? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
~~~ Posted June 20, 2015 Share Posted June 20, 2015 Against all Odds..... D'Artagnan's PhotoD'ArtagnanToday, 08:23 PM It was a familiar routine. With wife, and soulmate of lifetime retired to her bed, George knew the protocol. However this evening would provide a slight deviation from the norm. He broke the virginity of the Macallan 43 malt, with a respectful nod to acknowledge the craft and expertise of the “alchemist”. A handful of ice cubes into the crystal glass laid the foundations of a simple, yet unbeatable combination. He shuffled, assisted by his Prestige walking stick, over to the bottom drawer of the cabinet in “Georges Room” and from there he withdrew a simple cardboard box, designed to protect against the ravages of time. From within said box he then removed an old scrapbook carefully and expensively encased and preserved within a Melinex protective cover. Some things are valuable, but memories nonetheless are priceless. Opening the first page the image of Harold Davis stares back at him. It is of course deliberate, and one hopes future generations of George’s family will realise the significance of Harold’s place in that scrapbook. A man who overcame the odds to achieve greatness, those odds skewed against him due to service to his country, yet who still managed to encompass everything pulling on a light blue jersey encompasses. Sometimes the word “Legend”, quite simply, isn’t enough. The following pages are testament to our greatness, stilled images of history which have resulted in anything but stilled celebration. The Caldow penalty against England, Brand , McMillan and Wilson, the strike of the Super Dane (Pre-Laudrup!) which lifted the Scottish Cup in 66, and the wonder of “Slim Jim”, a 16 year old ending a 4 year famine in the League Cup Final, Barcelona , Wee bud sitting on the ball, the dunes of Gullane when “character” and “determination” were our watchword, the magic show which was Davie Cooper, the Souness revolution, the Prince of Denmark (“Brian, why are you so good? [copyright Jim White]) 9 in a row, the pages are endless, and apologies to those which have been skipped over such as the spirit of the Rangers team which came back from 2 down at Hampden to scupper Wuilie Pettigrew’s dream. The latter part of the scrapbook is not quite so reminiscent or enjoyable however. Images of Craig Whyte, his catastrophic reign, and our subsequent treatment at the hands of others adorn the pages. One wonders why this period of our history should be kept rather than ignored. Because adversity and willingness to overcome insurmountable odds reveals the true character of the Rangers support. “No Surrender” is much more than just a match day historical soundbite – rather it is given both legitimacy and credibility by our willingness to refuse to succumb in the face of adversity. The pictures in the latter of part of the scrapbook show Sandy Jardine rallying the troops on the march to Hampden, newspapers cutting displaying our ability to sell out stadiums even in the lowest of divisions, our capability to cause the cancellations of matches in our desire to “follow follow”. Broadcasters such as Adrian Durham don’t talk about regimes – instead they gaze in wonder at a support who refuse to give up on the club they love. Just to clarify, because it really, really is important, that’s people like you and me they are talking about. When we were down we found few (if any allies) but our unconditional love for a club called Rangers caused us to rally round her. We defied the odds, we defied the sceptics, we defied those who hate us and conspire against us, but most importantly we achieved this alone without the help of others. Other than truth and justice courtesy of the courts this has very much been a lone sojourn for the Rangers support. We really need to move on in order to effectively tackle the real enemies of our club. We need to overcome the angst of “boycotter” versus “non boycotter” and recognise ourselves as one support with different viewpoints who all had the best interests of the club at heart. Because believe you me neither the boycotter nor the non-boycotter would wish to see our club dead. But our enemies would. As George turns the final pages of his scrapbook and sips the last of his Macallan, the closing page shows a newspaper cutting from yesteryear, where the great William Struth castigates the Ibrox kit man, after the latter suggested, if necessary, we could borrow from our opponents that day – Clyde – should the need arise. There then followed a stern lecture on how Rangers should and never will rely upon others for their survival. If we are to be self-sufficient and reliant on no-one to ensure our survival, then at the very least we need to be united in purpose. If you don’t believe me, at the very least trust our guiding forefather. Certainly brought a tear to my eye... No Surrender our greatness our greatness our greatness 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gaz FFC Posted June 21, 2015 Share Posted June 21, 2015 Any guesses why Sports Direct aren't selling any Sevco strips in their store in Dunfermline? Lucky b*****ds 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ken Fitlike Posted June 21, 2015 Share Posted June 21, 2015 'treatment at the hands of others' all Rangers and 'Rangers' woes are self-inflicted, you dozy cretins! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
stonedsailor Posted June 21, 2015 Share Posted June 21, 2015 Against all Odds..... D'Artagnan's PhotoD'Artagnan Today, 08:23 PM It was a familiar routine. With wife, and soulmate of lifetime retired to her bed, George knew the protocol. However this evening would provide a slight deviation from the norm. He broke the virginity of the Macallan 43 malt, with a respectful nod to acknowledge the craft and expertise of the “alchemist”. A handful of ice cubes into the crystal glass laid the foundations of a simple, yet unbeatable combination. He shuffled, assisted by his Prestige walking stick, over to the bottom drawer of the cabinet in “Georges Room” and from there he withdrew a simple cardboard box, designed to protect against the ravages of time. From within said box he then removed an old scrapbook carefully and expensively encased and preserved within a Melinex protective cover. Some things are valuable, but memories nonetheless are priceless. Opening the first page the image of Harold Davis stares back at him. It is of course deliberate, and one hopes future generations of George’s family will realise the significance of Harold’s place in that scrapbook. A man who overcame the odds to achieve greatness, those odds skewed against him due to service to his country, yet who still managed to encompass everything pulling on a light blue jersey encompasses. Sometimes the word “Legend”, quite simply, isn’t enough. The following pages are testament to our greatness, stilled images of history which have resulted in anything but stilled celebration. The Caldow penalty against England, Brand , McMillan and Wilson, the strike of the Super Dane (Pre-Laudrup!) which lifted the Scottish Cup in 66, and the wonder of “Slim Jim”, a 16 year old ending a 4 year famine in the League Cup Final, Barcelona , Wee bud sitting on the ball, the dunes of Gullane when “character” and “determination” were our watchword, the magic show which was Davie Cooper, the Souness revolution, the Prince of Denmark (“Brian, why are you so good? [copyright Jim White]) 9 in a row, the pages are endless, and apologies to those which have been skipped over such as the spirit of the Rangers team which came back from 2 down at Hampden to scupper Wuilie Pettigrew’s dream. The latter part of the scrapbook is not quite so reminiscent or enjoyable however. Images of Craig Whyte, his catastrophic reign, and our subsequent treatment at the hands of others adorn the pages. One wonders why this period of our history should be kept rather than ignored. Because adversity and willingness to overcome insurmountable odds reveals the true character of the Rangers support. “No Surrender” is much more than just a match day historical soundbite – rather it is given both legitimacy and credibility by our willingness to refuse to succumb in the face of adversity. The pictures in the latter of part of the scrapbook show Sandy Jardine rallying the troops on the march to Hampden, newspapers cutting displaying our ability to sell out stadiums even in the lowest of divisions, our capability to cause the cancellations of matches in our desire to “follow follow”. Broadcasters such as Adrian Durham don’t talk about regimes – instead they gaze in wonder at a support who refuse to give up on the club they love. Just to clarify, because it really, really is important, that’s people like you and me they are talking about. When we were down we found few (if any allies) but our unconditional love for a club called Rangers caused us to rally round her. We defied the odds, we defied the sceptics, we defied those who hate us and conspire against us, but most importantly we achieved this alone without the help of others. Other than truth and justice courtesy of the courts this has very much been a lone sojourn for the Rangers support. We really need to move on in order to effectively tackle the real enemies of our club. We need to overcome the angst of “boycotter” versus “non boycotter” and recognise ourselves as one support with different viewpoints who all had the best interests of the club at heart. Because believe you me neither the boycotter nor the non-boycotter would wish to see our club dead. But our enemies would. As George turns the final pages of his scrapbook and sips the last of his Macallan, the closing page shows a newspaper cutting from yesteryear, where the great William Struth castigates the Ibrox kit man, after the latter suggested, if necessary, we could borrow from our opponents that day – Clyde – should the need arise. There then followed a stern lecture on how Rangers should and never will rely upon others for their survival. If we are to be self-sufficient and reliant on no-one to ensure our survival, then at the very least we need to be united in purpose. If you don’t believe me, at the very least trust our guiding forefather. Certainly brought a tear to my eye... No Surrender Against all odds? The money they've spent they never only weighted the dice they used earth magnets and a ferrous table. Stupid fuckers got the polarities wrong though. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
THE KING Posted June 21, 2015 Share Posted June 21, 2015 Why are all football bloggers absolutely fannies? They all have the exact same story telling style. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jagfox Posted June 21, 2015 Share Posted June 21, 2015 ***irony overload*** 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
stonedsailor Posted June 21, 2015 Share Posted June 21, 2015 ***irony overload*** 1434871605540.jpg Is Gough credited as expert advisor? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SlipperyP Posted June 21, 2015 Share Posted June 21, 2015 Crisp poke ? ffs Crisp packet yes and make it the share size bag will ya, I'll need a lot of glue to get over some fhud posting on P&B from an aeroplane in mid flight on their way to their holiday resort. Thailand is around 12 hrs away on a direct flight. I see absolutely no problem logging onto the internet during that time. I'm not sticking up for Tedi here, he's still a c**t of a poster at times, but you're clearly overtaking him at a fast rate. ps I'm posting this from my house, during working hrs. Is that acceptable? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ken Fitlike Posted June 21, 2015 Share Posted June 21, 2015 (edited) Against all Odds..... D'Artagnan's PhotoD'Artagnan Today, 08:23 PM It was a familiar routine. With wife, and soulmate of lifetime retired to her bed, George knew the protocol. However this evening would provide a slight deviation from the norm. He broke the virginity of the Macallan 43 malt, with a respectful nod to acknowledge the craft and expertise of the “alchemist”. A handful of ice cubes into the crystal glass laid the foundations of a simple, yet unbeatable combination. He shuffled, assisted by his Prestige walking stick, over to the bottom drawer of the cabinet in “Georges Room” and from there he withdrew a simple cardboard box, designed to protect against the ravages of time. From within said box he then removed an old scrapbook carefully and expensively encased and preserved within a Melinex protective cover. Some things are valuable, but memories nonetheless are priceless. Opening the first page the image of Harold Davis stares back at him. It is of course deliberate, and one hopes future generations of George’s family will realise the significance of Harold’s place in that scrapbook. A man who overcame the odds to achieve greatness, those odds skewed against him due to service to his country, yet who still managed to encompass everything pulling on a light blue jersey encompasses. Sometimes the word “Legend”, quite simply, isn’t enough. The following pages are testament to our greatness, stilled images of history which have resulted in anything but stilled celebration. The Caldow penalty against England, Brand , McMillan and Wilson, the strike of the Super Dane (Pre-Laudrup!) which lifted the Scottish Cup in 66, and the wonder of “Slim Jim”, a 16 year old ending a 4 year famine in the League Cup Final, Barcelona , Wee bud sitting on the ball, the dunes of Gullane when “character” and “determination” were our watchword, the magic show which was Davie Cooper, the Souness revolution, the Prince of Denmark (“Brian, why are you so good? [copyright Jim White]) 9 in a row, the pages are endless, and apologies to those which have been skipped over such as the spirit of the Rangers team which came back from 2 down at Hampden to scupper Wuilie Pettigrew’s dream. The latter part of the scrapbook is not quite so reminiscent or enjoyable however. Images of Craig Whyte, his catastrophic reign, and our subsequent treatment at the hands of others adorn the pages. One wonders why this period of our history should be kept rather than ignored. Because adversity and willingness to overcome insurmountable odds reveals the true character of the Rangers support. “No Surrender” is much more than just a match day historical soundbite – rather it is given both legitimacy and credibility by our willingness to refuse to succumb in the face of adversity. The pictures in the latter of part of the scrapbook show Sandy Jardine rallying the troops on the march to Hampden, newspapers cutting displaying our ability to sell out stadiums even in the lowest of divisions, our capability to cause the cancellations of matches in our desire to “follow follow”. Broadcasters such as Adrian Durham don’t talk about regimes – instead they gaze in wonder at a support who refuse to give up on the club they love. Just to clarify, because it really, really is important, that’s people like you and me they are talking about. When we were down we found few (if any allies) but our unconditional love for a club called Rangers caused us to rally round her. We defied the odds, we defied the sceptics, we defied those who hate us and conspire against us, but most importantly we achieved this alone without the help of others. Other than truth and justice courtesy of the courts this has very much been a lone sojourn for the Rangers support. We really need to move on in order to effectively tackle the real enemies of our club. We need to overcome the angst of “boycotter” versus “non boycotter” and recognise ourselves as one support with different viewpoints who all had the best interests of the club at heart. Because believe you me neither the boycotter nor the non-boycotter would wish to see our club dead. But our enemies would. As George turns the final pages of his scrapbook and sips the last of his Macallan, the closing page shows a newspaper cutting from yesteryear, where the great William Struth castigates the Ibrox kit man, after the latter suggested, if necessary, we could borrow from our opponents that day – Clyde – should the need arise. There then followed a stern lecture on how Rangers should and never will rely upon others for their survival. If we are to be self-sufficient and reliant on no-one to ensure our survival, then at the very least we need to be united in purpose. If you don’t believe me, at the very least trust our guiding forefather. Certainly brought a tear to my eye... No Surrender A classic of its genre. The only sane reaction is to do as Oscar Wilde did - Probably the most widely repeated criticism of Dickens is the remark reputedly made by Oscar Wilde that 'One would have to have a heart of stone to read the death of little Nell without dissolving into tears...of laughter.' Edit - The Jim Baxter line looked a bit odd. Jim Baxter was 21 when he played in the 1960 League Cup Final. They even revise their own history. Who'd have thunk it,eh? Edited June 21, 2015 by Ken Fitlike 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin_Nevis Posted June 21, 2015 Share Posted June 21, 2015 Why do these "peepil" write blogs in the style of Winston Churchill after a life-changing head injury? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
scottxs Posted June 21, 2015 Share Posted June 21, 2015 Why do the Rangers fans accuse everyone that isn't a supporter of their club a bigot. ? I've never posted 1 bigoted remark on here but in the past have been accused of being 1. And do they even know what a bigot is? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dave.j Posted June 21, 2015 Share Posted June 21, 2015 There then followed a stern lecture on how Rangers should and never will rely upon others for their survival. If we are to be self-sufficient and reliant on no-one to ensure our survival, then at the very least we need to be united in purpose. If you dont believe me, at the very least trust our guiding forefather. Just let that wee passage sink in. Those guiding forefathers must be turning in their grave. What was the name of the Dunfermline FC banker that Murray came to rely on, to help the old club survive. What was the name of yon guy in Normandy that without him, there wouldn't be a The Rangers? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
scottxs Posted June 21, 2015 Share Posted June 21, 2015 bigot Translate Button [big-uh t] noun 1. a person who is utterly intolerant of any differing creed, belief, or opinion. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Monkey Tennis Posted June 21, 2015 Share Posted June 21, 2015 (edited) Against all odds? The money they've spent they never only weighted the dice they used earth magnets and a ferrous table. Stupid fuckers got the polarities wrong though. It's staggering stuff, once more."Against all odds", they have managed to not win the Challenge Cup in 3 attempts despite burning through tens of millions. I also love the stuff about not being reliant on other clubs for their existence. Who do they propose to play against? The author is clearly frighteningly thick as is any member of his readership who does not find such stuff laughable. Edited June 21, 2015 by Monkey Tennis 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
beermonkey Posted June 21, 2015 Share Posted June 21, 2015 The absent King: Warburton didn't meet chairman before becoming Rangers manager Graeme Macpherson Sports Writer Sunday 21 June 2015 "We are not going to sign Ronaldo or Messi anytime soon". -1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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