Summary
I'M out as much as a turtle's bum these days. Age, weariness and the terms of three interim interdicts and one restraining order conspire to keep me indoors of an evening. However, one of my sprightlier colleagues invited me along to a trade bash earlier in the summer. I say trade, but I can not state exactly what we sportswriters make. Except things worse.
Any roads, it proved to be a more than convivial evening. It was constructive, too. The assembled scribes built a life-sized pyramid out of dodgy receipts. I joke. No, there were four speeches for us to savour, each adding something to a greater understanding of how Scottish football is perceived and how it is run.See the full content of this document
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Hugh Macdonald Candidly Calls for a Youth Revival
Martin O'Neill received an award and was wonderfully acerbic and slyly funny. He gave the hacks a roasting. Oh how we laughed.
Frank McAveety, the then Sports Minister, mouthed a lot of political ...See the full content of this document
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