Morning of the Match
As the reserve match had been cancelled because of the heavy pitch at Parkhead (Celtic were due to play Nantes on it the following Wednesday and the Boss did not want it to be cut up) I decided that I would go along with the first team to see this match.
When I arrived at Celtic Park in the late morning, the atmosphere was tremendous, as you might imagine. Coming away from Nantes with a 3-1 lead was precisely what everyone at Celtic Park had wanted, so the guys were in great form, the laughing and joking even more boisterous than usual.
I had already arranged to travel with the team, so no one was surprised at my presence. Yogi was also there, as was Ian Young and eventually the three of us, who had not been in the side which played Nantes, eventually became as euphoric as the rest.
The journey down to Ayrshire passed without any problems but once we came off the main road, the traffic started to build up and we could only make our way to the ground very slowly. A big crowd had eventually gathered (it was eventually listed as 27,000) and as made our way into the ground, we could sense the excitement from both sets of fans. Continue reading →