The enemies of Rangers are massing, and I use that word
advisedly, again for a hate-filled, dirty propaganda war designed to do damage
to Rangers.
The first salvo was fired yesterday with the evil,
hate-filled and totally fabricated story in the Scottish Sun that Fran Sandaza
was told not to bless himself before Rangers games.
My sources in Spain have revealed to me that Fran Sandaza
said no such thing.
In an interview with a Spanish journalist, Fran Sandaza was
discussing football matters, when he explained his role in the team.
Upon signing for Rangers, Sandaza was told by Alistair
McCoist in no uncertain terms that he is never to cross himself on the pitch,
because Rangers’ coaching staff have identified it as a weakness in Sandaza’s
game – most of his crosses end up behind the goal and attacking opportunities
are lost whenever Sandaza crosses himself.
Sandaza went on to explain to the Spanish journalist that
Alistair McCoist then told him that instead of crossing himself, he must always
pass to Lee Wallace when he finds himself in possession in wide areas, high up
the pitch.
I can exclusively reveal to you today that the Spanish
journalist who wrote the sinister, hate-filled anti-Rangers article, Juan Pablo
Segundo, is in fact a member of Opus Dei, and is in fact a grand-nephew of its
founder, the fascist Father Josemaria Escriva!
Juan Pablo Segundo has been described to me by pals in the
old inky trade as a slovenly, unkempt layabout, who never meets his deadlines
and is frequently to be found asleep at his cluttered desk in the middle of the
day.
We can now link the unkempt, slovenly Juan Pablo Segundo to
master of the dark arts Peter Lawwell’s vast anti-Rangers conspiracy.
But that’s not all!
My sources at The Times, auld pals in the old inky trade who
still keep in touch with goings on in the old inky trade in London, tell me
that Juan Pablo Segundo spent some time writing for The Times’ online-only
edition, where he worked closely with Odious Creep!
Sources at Heathrow Airport, auld pals on the travel desk
who still keep in touch with their contacts at the airport, also inform me that
Juan Pablo Segundo travelled to London last week, where he was introduced to
Sandaza by none other than Odious Creep.
This provides further confirmation if it were needed of the
true nature of Odious Creep’s bitter, hate-filled, anti-Rangers agenda.
He so hates all things Rangers that he is prepared to make
up lies about Rangers to do damage to Rangers and is even willing to use a
Spanish Opus Dei supernumerary to do so.
Master of the dark arts Peter Lawwell, Odious Creep and Juan
Pablo Segundo are behind this latest hideous, sinister attempt to blacken
Rangers’ good name.
As anyone who knows anything about Scottish football knows,
Catholics have always been made welcome at Ibrox and only bigotry from sinister,
hate-filled, anti-Rangers bigots prevented Catholics signing for Rangers
between 1918 and 1989.
As my auld Scots Presbyterian granny used to say to me, “If
Ah see you hingin’ aboot wi’ thae wee Mick b******* again Ah’ll take ma hand
aff yer face, ya wee b******!”
And she was right.
Rangers has never in all its 140 year history, operated a “no
Catholics blessing themselves on the pitch policy.”
Decent, hardworking, patriotic folk must never forget that
Odious Creep, master of the dark arts Peter Lawwell and the unkempt Juan Pablo
Segundo have tried to kick Rangers just when they are finally on the up.
When Rangers are once again in their rightful position of
superiority over Scottish football, decent, hardworking, patriotic folk must
enact a deadly revenge on the sinister, hate-filled, anti-Rangers forces that
are now massed against them.
In the meantime, next time Rangers host Celtic at Ibrox in a
Ne’erday encounter, master of the dark arts Peter Lawwell must be punished to
the full extent of the law, and denied the honour of a tipple from the Loving
Cup.
That’ll learn him.
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AND
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My book, GREAT SCOT – The James Scotland Symon Story, is now
in its fifth week at the top of the New York Times’ Best Seller list and the
story of how the evil, sinister Rangers-hater Jock Stein bullied and inTIMidated
his way to 9 League Titles and a European Cup just to airbrush James Scotland
Symon from the record books is now well known stateside.
So well-known in fact, that I have been invited to appear on
the David Letterman Show next Wednesday, when I’ll be telling America how James
Scotland Symon was a better man that the bitter, deranged gambler and
Rangers-hater, Jock Stein.
Any suggestions that I’ll be complaining tomorrow about a
sinister, hate-filled campaign by Celtic supporters to get my invite pulled are
well wide of the mark.
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FINALLY
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I revealed last time how James Traynor had claimed Odious
Creep at four o’clock on Thursday the week before last.
They were supposed to meet behind the trolley-park at Govan
Asda, but the cowardly Odious Creep failed to show up, as I suspected he would.
This no-show wasted the valuable time of James Traynor, Lee
McCulloch and Ian Durrant, who had all taken time out of their busy schedules
to be there.
Alistair McCoist was also having a cup of tea and an
extra-large sausage roll in the Asda café at the time, waiting to throw in a
few sneaky punches over the shoulders of the Rangers stalwarts in the unlikely
event that Odious Creep was making a fight of it.
An enraged but dignified James Traynor called the Daily
Rhebel offices on Friday last week to inquire as to why Odious Creep didn’t
show up.
Editor-in-Chief Allan Pussy Rennie was eventually persuaded to
speak to the righteously outraged, but dignified James Traynor.
A quivering Allan Pussy Rennie nervously informed the most
formidable operator in Scottish football today that Odious Creep couldn’t make
it because he had to go to a dentist appointment in town at 4.15 on the
Thursday.
No one at Ibrox is buying the excuse and Odious Creep is now
a confirmed, and I use that word advisedly, coward.
The cowardly Odious Creep has not been seen at Ibrox since.
Tomorrow, I’ll be exclusively revealing details of how
Odious Creep’s movements are being tracked by decent, hardworking, patriotic
folk who have had enough of his bitter, hate-filled, anti-Rangers agenda, and
are ready to inform James Traynor of his whereabouts at a moment’s notice.
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