Celtic 1 v 2 Rangers, Coop Cup final (extra time) - 20/03/11

report from MC

Hello again fellow Ghirls & Bhoys. The troops gathered again at Skinandis for the trip doon the A9 on the good bus Blargoans.

Driving this time was his good self Fae Dinnet, Gordon 'secret blue nose' Harris who kept the flow of traditional irish music going all day.

The only noticable absentee was Darran 'machine gun' Oag who for some reason, only known to himsel, went to Newcastle to watch Enrique Iglesias !!!!!!!!!, figure that oot cause the bus bhoys couldn't, but as the words of the song goes 'you can be my hero baby' - hahaha.

Off we set wee Michael 'fenian record player' Campbell, Martin 'feck i like cider' Nicolson, Michael 'little les' King, Callum 'i love Donna' Mackay, Gordy 'sword' Manson, Lee 'dougaldog' Macdougall, Reissy 'mattress' Reid, Davy 'daisy' Swanson, Neil 'heedbutt' Reid, Sean 'i live in a big house in Scrabster' Mclean, Barry 'the silent assassin' Baz Mckay, a welcome return for Jimmy 'the oil baron' Manson and Stevie' i love dave hubbard' King.

Oot e top rod till Halkirk to pick up Neilly 'blinds' Mackay, then through to week till pick up Evan'av got to work tomorrow' Centre and then off doon e A9 till pick up Billy 'no safe when i get drink' Innes in Helmsdale.

We made good time doon e A9 and stopped at Asdas in Perth, after several pee stops made longer due to Big Davey no leakin wee e bhoys watching him whip oot his lad.

In till e Asda for coffee, rolls and some shopping !!!!!!!!!

Reissy did a weekly shop wee the amount o buy one get one free offers. Nicolson was wishing he took the trailer wee him especially when 'the Jimmy Manson man' bought enough fruit till feed a zoo. The Bhoys reckoned he's 37 and half years to late wee his five a day fad but hey if that's what the oil industry does to u so be it.

Off wee set again and made to Glasgow wee the minimum o pee stops required due to Big D having a massive bladder and Mattress Reid sleeping.

We picked up a passenger at the Taylor mansion and boy o boy it was only Danny O'hagan and a social worker to boot! Man he could have written a book trying to sort oot the mangled mess in this bus, in fact a team o social workers could na work oot this lots brains.

The Glesga polis were there with e usual charming tails - e best quote o the day when we pulled in to park the bus he lent in the window and said 'right lads no pishin there's weans and weemen doon there' and he said that till a bus full o bladder bursting timalloys.

We made oor way along the street and found a lovely wee boozer full till e rafters wee green and whites. The bar was ten deep but wee put the littlest man in the squad, Blind man Mackay, and in no time at all he was at the front and getting ermfulls o drink.

Hampden was the usual shit hole it has been for years but the crack was good.

The jungle bhoys made the place colourful and the Green Brigade made tremendous noise.

The game itself was pure rack rotten pish and we can have no complaints wee the result. They were the hungrier side 'man that's hard to take'.

But alas back till e bus wee the heeds doon a bit but not for very long.

We loaded up and Harris had us out in a flash and onto e A9 was the Thurso bhoys again.

Mattress Reids face was once again stuck to the headrest and Marty was dishing oot apple juice from his bottomless bag.

We stopped in Inverness for fuel and the best sight o the day was the hun that came in wee his elasticated tracksuit fae matalan and his pipe band shoes!!! To say he was a state would be an understatement!

Not long oot o Inverness and another piss stop, this time Big D stood at the top o the hill looking like the angel o the north but at least he had a piss this time - ha ha.

Well home the back o 12 and another good trip was had by one and all. It was good to see some of the veteran bhoys back and hopefully they will come again.

So, if you or your mates want to join us, give us a shout we usually always have a few tickets and e crack is guaranteed.