Electric Blues

Eats, shoots, and leaves.

On a plastic pitch, though? It's just not cricket.

There may be no legal, or even moral case to answer, but this still makes them cheating cunts in my book.

There's still a long, fraught week ahead, but for now I'm halfway to blootered already and on all too rare high. COYW.

Funnily enough, I'm the exact opposite. The all-too-rare wins are quite quickly forgotten, but my wife can tell up to three days later by my sour puss when we've suffered another defeat. I would no longer walk a million miles for one of our goals, but having said that, I'd sacrifice my first-born for a scrappy 1-0 win tonight.

According to the BBC feed they played "Kung Fu Fighting" over the tannoy at half time. Well played, Hamilton DJ, well played.

Robinson had only been back a few days when when McGhee got hoofed. In all fairness, what else were they going to do? Would you have given him the gig there and then?

This is always the risk when you don't get a single fucking shot on target yourselves. Again.

I'm even looking forward to the "Man of the Match" poll later too. Sad, or what?

Remember when we were already champions and we beat them on the last day at Tynecastle to keep them down? It was the well worth the ride home on the windowless bus afterwards.

There is no possible scenario where that baw heided ginger Judas is the answer, although I'll revisit that opinion if Maurice Malpas applies.

"14 wins, 19 defeats and only 3 draws," http://www.motherwellfc.co.uk/2017/02/19/roger-hynd-1942-2017/ I vaguely recall a headline about "The Golden Hynd", right before the wheels came off.

He punched me in the gut a few times too, supposedly to "toughen me up". I'm sure HE thought it was a good laugh.

Really? I'm glad HE thinks it's fucking funny.

Hey, pal, want to buy a bridge?

What a brilliant advert for Scottish football, eh? A supposed top six contender getting humped by the team that's sitting 24 points behind the team that lost to Lincoln Red Imps. Fucking double fuck.

Given the scoreline I'd assumed we were playing with 9 up front - until I saw that we've managed just one shot so far - and off-target at that. Fucking fuck.

Remember this roaster at Aberdeen?

Good work, CoF. Now, if only there were stats that reflected how many games we SHOULD have won (or at least not lost) we'd be a lot further up those tables.

I wonder if Moulty fancies a stint in China? That should be good for £5million+.

He's got a long way to go before he trumps the golden memory of Brian McClair scoring all 5 goals in back-to-back wins over Rangers (3-0) then Celtic (2-1) in January '83. A hat trick in the next game would be a good start, though.

Good days, those, stood on the halfway line separated from the baying hordes by a bit of rickety chicken wire. When Celtic visited "The Sash" would get banged out, and the theory was that when Rangers played we'd all sing "The Soldier's Song". However, comparatively few people seemed to know more than the first line, so it would invariably end up being the more generic "Hello, Hello, How Do You Do" instead.

As opposed to ICT - two big games, zero points. It's the ICT fan at my work I feel sorry for, come next week!

He's not the only one - Mrs Blues has just rescinded my bedroom privileges for tonight for scaring the crap out of her with a hefty "GIRFUY". Until that point, she didn't even know they were playing.

Diabolical - way worse than the one Vardy got sent off for the other week.