Thursday, May 25, 2017

Celtic, Champions of Europe.

It is the 25th of May, a Thursday, just like today and kick off is at 5.30 in the early evening. Even these simple stats seem rather rum and odd, in the face of the present time. It is, fifty years hence, and its the European Cup Final, and unfashionable Celtic from Glasgow beat the might of Internazionale Milan, to become the first team from these islands to win the greatest prize in European soccer. Not only did the players all come from a thirty mile radius of Glasgow, but were the first club to win the coveted trophy with a group of players hailing from the same nation. Hail, hail, the Celts were there.
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