DA Baracus Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 1 hour ago, welshbairn said: The strategic partnership idea is more worth considering imo. Loaning out up to 6 players and possibly professional coaches could be of value to both teams, and would mean a team of mixed ages and experience instead of a bunch of kids together. Hopefully they'd learn from the Caley colts/Fort William experience though where 9 loanees went out originally, 11 over the season, and I think all were released when the season came to an end after winning 3 games all season. Nah, that's a dreadful idea too that would make clubs pointless and nothing more than B teams in all but name. Horrendous. The reserve league is the easy, simple and sensible answer. 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GordonD Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 2 hours ago, Szamo's_Ammo said: “Well, Prince, so Genoa and Lucca are now just family estates of the Buonapartes. <snip> Also, get Colts to f**k.” 1 hour ago, Golden Gordon said: Outstanding, Red Team, outstanding! Getcha a case of beer for that one. Just now, Shotgun said: An interesting read. And your thoughts on goal line technology? I knew some arsehole would quote that in full. Didn't expect it to happen twice. 7 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
welshbairn Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 4 minutes ago, Shotgun said: An interesting read. And your thoughts on goal line technology? “Attendez,” said Anna Pávlovna, reflecting, “I’ll speak to Lise, young Bolkónski’s wife, this very evening, and perhaps the thing can be arranged. It shall be on your family’s behalf that I’ll start my apprenticeship as old maid. Also, goal line technology is fine, but you can stick your Vars up your arse." 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Golden Gordon Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 8 minutes ago, GordonD said: I knew some arsehole would quote that in full. Didn't expect it to happen twice. I thought that it was a comment on Willy's endless posts to make a simple point. Must have missed something, probably the difference between Willy & Tolstoy. 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Doctor Manhattan Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 22 minutes ago, Shotgun said: An interesting read. And your thoughts on goal line technology? FFS don't encourage him, he might go full Marcel Proust next time! 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coventry Saint Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 2 hours ago, johnnydun said: Look at what you have done! You need to make your 'Wooosh' more 'Wooooooshy'. I honestly can't believe it. Backfired massively. Did appreciate @Szamo's_Ammo's response, though. 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spring Onion Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 Should we be hearing anything today, I thought that the 7 days was up to today and the SPFL had to reply within that period. Or is it the case we will not hear what's going on as it happens? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bennett Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 3 hours ago, Szamo's_Ammo said: “Well, Prince, so Genoa and Lucca are now just family estates of the Buonapartes. But I warn you, if you don’t tell me that this means war, if you still try to defend the infamies and horrors perpetrated by that Antichrist—I really believe he is Antichrist—I will have nothing more to do with you and you are no longer my friend, no longer my ‘faithful slave,’ as you call yourself! But how do you do? I see I have frightened you—sit down and tell me all the news.” It was in July, 1805, and the speaker was the well-known Anna Pávlovna Schérer, maid of honor and favorite of the Empress Márya Fëdorovna. With these words she greeted Prince Vasíli Kurágin, a man of high rank and importance, who was the first to arrive at her reception. Anna Pávlovna had had a cough for some days. She was, as she said, suffering from la grippe; grippe being then a new word in St. Petersburg, used only by the elite. All her invitations without exception, written in French, and delivered by a scarlet-liveried footman that morning, ran as follows: “If you have nothing better to do, Count (or Prince), and if the prospect of spending an evening with a poor invalid is not too terrible, I shall be very charmed to see you tonight between 7 and 10—Annette Schérer.” “Heavens! what a virulent attack!” replied the prince, not in the least disconcerted by this reception. He had just entered, wearing an embroidered court uniform, knee breeches, and shoes, and had stars on his breast and a serene expression on his flat face. He spoke in that refined French in which our grandfathers not only spoke but thought, and with the gentle, patronizing intonation natural to a man of importance who had grown old in society and at court. He went up to Anna Pávlovna, kissed her hand, presenting to her his bald, scented, and shining head, and complacently seated himself on the sofa. “First of all, dear friend, tell me how you are. Set your friend’s mind at rest,” said he without altering his tone, beneath the politeness and affected sympathy of which indifference and even irony could be discerned. “Can one be well while suffering morally? Can one be calm in times like these if one has any feeling?” said Anna Pávlovna. “You are staying the whole evening, I hope?” “And the fete at the English ambassador’s? Today is Wednesday. I must put in an appearance there,” said the prince. “My daughter is coming for me to take me there.” “I thought today’s fete had been canceled. I confess all these festivities and fireworks are becoming wearisome.” “If they had known that you wished it, the entertainment would have been put off,” said the prince, who, like a wound-up clock, by force of habit said things he did not even wish to be believed. “Don’t tease! Well, and what has been decided about Novosíltsev’s dispatch? You know everything.” “What can one say about it?” replied the prince in a cold, listless tone. “What has been decided? They have decided that Buonaparte has burnt his boats, and I believe that we are ready to burn ours.” Prince Vasíli always spoke languidly, like an actor repeating a stale part. Anna Pávlovna Schérer on the contrary, despite her forty years, overflowed with animation and impulsiveness. To be an enthusiast had become her social vocation and, sometimes even when she did not feel like it, she became enthusiastic in order not to disappoint the expectations of those who knew her. The subdued smile which, though it did not suit her faded features, always played round her lips expressed, as in a spoiled child, a continual consciousness of her charming defect, which she neither wished, nor could, nor considered it necessary, to correct. In the midst of a conversation on political matters Anna Pávlovna burst out: “Oh, don’t speak to me of Austria. Perhaps I don’t understand things, but Austria never has wished, and does not wish, for war. She is betraying us! Russia alone must save Europe. Our gracious sovereign recognizes his high vocation and will be true to it. That is the one thing I have faith in! Our good and wonderful sovereign has to perform the noblest role on earth, and he is so virtuous and noble that God will not forsake him. He will fulfill his vocation and crush the hydra of revolution, which has become more terrible than ever in the person of this murderer and villain! We alone must avenge the blood of the just one.... Whom, I ask you, can we rely on?... England with her commercial spirit will not and cannot understand the Emperor Alexander’s loftiness of soul. She has refused to evacuate Malta. She wanted to find, and still seeks, some secret motive in our actions. What answer did Novosíltsev get? None. The English have not understood and cannot understand the self-abnegation of our Emperor who wants nothing for himself, but only desires the good of mankind. And what have they promised? Nothing! And what little they have promised they will not perform! Prussia has always declared that Buonaparte is invincible, and that all Europe is powerless before him.... And I don’t believe a word that Hardenburg says, or Haugwitz either. This famous Prussian neutrality is just a trap. I have faith only in God and the lofty destiny of our adored monarch. He will save Europe!” She suddenly paused, smiling at her own impetuosity. “I think,” said the prince with a smile, “that if you had been sent instead of our dear Wintzingerode you would have captured the King of Prussia’s consent by assault. You are so eloquent. Will you give me a cup of tea?” “In a moment. À propos,” she added, becoming calm again, “I am expecting two very interesting men tonight, le Vicomte de Mortemart, who is connected with the Montmorencys through the Rohans, one of the best French families. He is one of the genuine émigrés, the good ones. And also the Abbé Morio. Do you know that profound thinker? He has been received by the Emperor. Had you heard?” “I shall be delighted to meet them,” said the prince. “But tell me,” he added with studied carelessness as if it had only just occurred to him, though the question he was about to ask was the chief motive of his visit, “is it true that the Dowager Empress wants Baron Funke to be appointed first secretary at Vienna? The baron by all accounts is a poor creature.” Prince Vasíli wished to obtain this post for his son, but others were trying through the Dowager Empress Márya Fëdorovna to secure it for the baron. Anna Pávlovna almost closed her eyes to indicate that neither she nor anyone else had a right to criticize what the Empress desired or was pleased with. “Baron Funke has been recommended to the Dowager Empress by her sister,” was all she said, in a dry and mournful tone. As she named the Empress, Anna Pávlovna’s face suddenly assumed an expression of profound and sincere devotion and respect mingled with sadness, and this occurred every time she mentioned her illustrious patroness. She added that Her Majesty had deigned to show Baron Funke beaucoup d’estime, and again her face clouded over with sadness. The prince was silent and looked indifferent. But, with the womanly and courtierlike quickness and tact habitual to her, Anna Pávlovna wished both to rebuke him (for daring to speak as he had done of a man recommended to the Empress) and at the same time to console him, so she said: “Now about your family. Do you know that since your daughter came out everyone has been enraptured by her? They say she is amazingly beautiful.” The prince bowed to signify his respect and gratitude. “I often think,” she continued after a short pause, drawing nearer to the prince and smiling amiably at him as if to show that political and social topics were ended and the time had come for intimate conversation—“I often think how unfairly sometimes the joys of life are distributed. Why has fate given you two such splendid children? I don’t speak of Anatole, your youngest. I don’t like him,” she added in a tone admitting of no rejoinder and raising her eyebrows. “Two such charming children. And really you appreciate them less than anyone, and so you don’t deserve to have them.” And she smiled her ecstatic smile. “I can’t help it,” said the prince. “Lavater would have said I lack the bump of paternity.” “Don’t joke; I mean to have a serious talk with you. Do you know I am dissatisfied with your younger son? Between ourselves” (and her face assumed its melancholy expression), “he was mentioned at Her Majesty’s and you were pitied....” The prince answered nothing, but she looked at him significantly, awaiting a reply. He frowned. “What would you have me do?” he said at last. “You know I did all a father could for their education, and they have both turned out fools. Hippolyte is at least a quiet fool, but Anatole is an active one. That is the only difference between them.” He said this smiling in a way more natural and animated than usual, so that the wrinkles round his mouth very clearly revealed something unexpectedly coarse and unpleasant. “And why are children born to such men as you? If you were not a father there would be nothing I could reproach you with,” said Anna Pávlovna, looking up pensively. “I am your faithful slave and to you alone I can confess that my children are the bane of my life. It is the cross I have to bear. That is how I explain it to myself. It can’t be helped!” He said no more, but expressed his resignation to cruel fate by a gesture. Anna Pávlovna meditated. “Have you never thought of marrying your prodigal son Anatole?” she asked. “They say old maids have a mania for matchmaking, and though I don’t feel that weakness in myself as yet, I know a little person who is very unhappy with her father. She is a relation of yours, Princess Mary Bolkónskaya.” Prince Vasíli did not reply, though, with the quickness of memory and perception befitting a man of the world, he indicated by a movement of the head that he was considering this information. “Do you know,” he said at last, evidently unable to check the sad current of his thoughts, “that Anatole is costing me forty thousand rubles a year? And,” he went on after a pause, “what will it be in five years, if he goes on like this?” Presently he added: “That’s what we fathers have to put up with.... Is this princess of yours rich?” “Her father is very rich and stingy. He lives in the country. He is the well-known Prince Bolkónski who had to retire from the army under the late Emperor, and was nicknamed ‘the King of Prussia.’ He is very clever but eccentric, and a bore. The poor girl is very unhappy. She has a brother; I think you know him, he married Lise Meinen lately. He is an aide-de-camp of Kutúzov’s and will be here tonight.” “Listen, dear Annette,” said the prince, suddenly taking Anna Pávlovna’s hand and for some reason drawing it downwards. “Arrange that affair for me and I shall always be your most devoted slave-slafe with an f, as a village elder of mine writes in his reports. She is rich and of good family and that’s all I want.” And with the familiarity and easy grace peculiar to him, he raised the maid of honor’s hand to his lips, kissed it, and swung it to and fro as he lay back in his armchair, looking in another direction. “Attendez,” said Anna Pávlovna, reflecting, “I’ll speak to Lise, young Bolkónski’s wife, this very evening, and perhaps the thing can be arranged. It shall be on your family’s behalf that I’ll start my apprenticeship as old maid. Also, get Colts to f**k.” I liked the bit where the prince said to Anna Budlovna that Hearts should never have been relegated and Dundee United cannae come up. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GordonD Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 10 minutes ago, Spring Onion said: Should we be hearing anything today, I thought that the 7 days was up to today and the SPFL had to reply within that period. Or is it the case we will not hear what's going on as it happens? ^^^^ Jimmy Savile found 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
welshbairn Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 12 minutes ago, Spring Onion said: Should we be hearing anything today, I thought that the 7 days was up to today and the SPFL had to reply within that period. Or is it the case we will not hear what's going on as it happens? The SPFL (and the promoted trio I think) have to get their rebuttals in by 5pm. Should hear if that happens but unlikely there will be anything else for a bit. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aim Here Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 Just now, welshbairn said: The SPFL (and the promoted trio I think) have to get their rebuttals in by 5pm. Should hear if that happens but unlikely there will be anything else for a bit. Isn't it 5pm on Thursday? 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
welshbairn Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 9 minutes ago, Aim Here said: Isn't it 5pm on Thursday? I always go by the Sun for accurate reporting and they had a story dated yesterday saying the deadline was tomorrow, meaning today. Although it could have been posted early online for today's print edition, so you might be right. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aim Here Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 24 minutes ago, welshbairn said: I always go by the Sun for accurate reporting and they had a story dated yesterday saying the deadline was tomorrow, meaning today. Although it could have been posted early online for today's print edition, so you might be right. Edinburgh Evening News goes with 5pm on Thursday. Sun says 5pm Wednesday. Seems that this is a job for the terrible journalism thread. https://www.edinburghnews.scotsman.com/sport/football/hearts/spfl-set-challenge-hearts-partick-thistles-ps10m-court-petition-next-48-hours-2892950 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dundee Hibernian Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 Deadline is 25th, 5pm. Wonder why Doncaster has felt the need to issue a statement today? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phillips455 Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 It appears that the SPFL board has sent a resolution to clubs seeking temporary Covid-19 powers. I for one agree to give Senator Doncaster these emergency powers in order to combat these Separatists disagreements that is preventing the league from avoiding the negative aspects of the COVID-19 virus. Source here: https://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/football/53167718. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JamesM82 Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 Sun says that the SPFL have submitted papers regarding the Thistle / Hearts action today. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andrewh Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 It appears that the SPFL board has sent a resolution to clubs seeking temporary Covid-19 powers. I for one agree to give Senator Doncaster these emergency powers in order to combat these Separatists disagreements that is preventing the league from avoiding the negative aspects of the COVID-19 virus. Source here: https://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/football/53167718.A vote of no confidence? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DA Baracus Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 https://www.msn.com/en-gb/sport/news/institute-boss-sean-connor-hits-out-after-ni-football-league-declares-season-over/ar-BB15Ux3A?li=AAnZ9Ug&ocid=mailsignout Lots of very familiar sounding stuff there such as: "The integrity of the game has been tarnished." They also believe the 12 top flight clubs should have shown "solidarity" and ensured any decision didn't "impose disproportional consequences on any individual club". They also said they would have supported a 'least harm' option of expanding the top tier next season with no relegation and promotion. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
welshbairn Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 1 hour ago, Phillips455 said: It appears that the SPFL board has sent a resolution to clubs seeking temporary Covid-19 powers. I for one agree to give Senator Doncaster these emergency powers in order to combat these Separatists disagreements that is preventing the league from avoiding the negative aspects of the COVID-19 virus. Source here: https://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/football/53167718. I don't think this Jambo has thought through what stopping promotion from the Championship could mean next season. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MacArab Posted June 24, 2020 Share Posted June 24, 2020 10 minutes ago, welshbairn said: I don't think this Jambo has thought through what stopping promotion from the Championship could mean next season. Assuming this fud has just made an error in terms of the year this is referring to; I wander what part in his mind that denying 3 clubs promotion equates to ‘no additional harm’? At least he can’t be accused of self interest here. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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