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  • Jamie Borthwick 11:25 am on April 20, 2011 Permalink | Reply  

    Tin Foil Hats At The Ready 

    New week, new show and a new guest. Royal One Radio headed back to the comfort of The Park Bar again to record this weeks show. We’ve been a bit all over the shop of late however we’re finishing the season strong by bringing in some fresh faces. Mark O’Neil joined us who, as many of you won’t know, is the world’s 15th favourite O’Neil, beaten by O’Neil’s the pub and Sam O’Neil of Jurassic Park/Event Horizon fame (we know, we know, it’s Sam Neil, it’s one of those horrible “in” jokes).

    As the season draws to an end, we’re almost certain as to how things will pan out;

    Hamilton will be relegated unless they decide to stage a dirty protest on the last day of the season and refuse to give up their place.

    Motherwell face Celtic in The Scottish Cup final.

    Rangers vs Celtic on Easter Sunday will be a blood bath.

    On the subject of the Old Firm, last night it was revealed that Neil Lennon was sent a parcel bomb back in March. Just when you thought things couldn’t get any more ridiculous, some spanner has plucked that one out his arse as a way to paint Rangers fans in a complimentary light;

    “Ho! Dazza! Wur aw gettin’ called sectarian an that. Everyone pure ‘hinks we hate Kafflicks an that.”

    “Aye man, it’s pure daft. We need tae dae sumfin’ that shows us for the gid guys wi hearts of gold that we are.”

    “Howz aboot a bomb tae Neil Lennon?”

    “AYE MAN! THAT’S JUST CRAZY ENOUGH TO WORK!”

    As deplorable as this nonsense is, Celtic fans (and every other fan) needs reminded that this doesn’t mean you’re squeaky clean. Scottish football is rotten to the core and every single person at every level, from the fans to the men running the game at a national level need to start being pro-active in fighting this shite head on.

    Think that’s crazy? Well, on the show we’ve got plenty more wild theories and conspiracies for you. There’s the usual recap of the weekends action – fantastic wins for Motherwell and incredibly, Hamilton – plus a look ahead to the weekends fixtures.

    Don’t forget to follow us here, on Facebook (Royal One Football) and on Twitter @royal1football.

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  • Jamie Borthwick 12:10 pm on March 27, 2011 Permalink | Reply  

    Times are tough in the land of Royal 1 Football banter.

    With Andy seconded to Liverpool for the forseeable future and Simon struck down by exotic and crazy illness, it has been some time since the gang could get together to deliver our hackneyed thoughts on all things SPL.

    But, as luck would have it, Andy came back up for the weekend, there was no SPL games, and we decided to head to Jamie’s old stomping ground for a Juniors grudge match.

    Simon didn’t, and was replaced in the beard stakes by Robert.

    We were treated very well by all at Clydebank Football Club and Yoker Athletic Football Club and saw a 1-1 cup draw before the Bankies triumphed on penalty kicks.

    We chat about the joy of lower league football, the ability to support more than one club and have a look ahead to next week’s SPL fixtures.

    Stay tuned. We may even do another one, some day…

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  • Jamie Borthwick 11:14 pm on March 22, 2011 Permalink | Reply  

    The Neverending Story of Old Firm bigotry 

    Royal 1 Radio’s Jamie Borthwick reports on an age-old topic from north of the border…

    The reassurance of life comes from its cyclical nature. Just as you despair that a newer, rubbish episode of The Simpsons comes on telly, a cracker from the heydays will come on afterwards. And just as you’re beginning to wonder where on earth Radiohead are going with this new track, it bursts into a beautiful explosion of Greenwood depth and Yorke sonority.

    Then, just as every Old Firm match goes by, a debate about sectarianism in Scotland will arise.

    This particular chapter in the Neverending Story of the country’s tempestuous public relationship with archaic religious ceremony manifesting itself in sporting contests, was sparked after Sunday’s league cup final between the two main protagonists and perpetuators of a feud which should have been done and dusted some 400-years-ago.

    As with most Old Firm contests, the box office appealing ‘atmosphere’ came mostly from songs of religious and ethnic intolerance. On this occasion, the Rangers fans watching their team deservedly scoop the first silverware of the season, were heard to be the loudest in the hate stakes.

    The national audience was treated to lengthy doses of ‘No Pope of Rome’, the inflammatory and racist ‘Famine Song’ and were told repeatedly how far up one’s leg this ‘Fenian blood’ could reach.

    On top of this was plenty of supplementary ‘Fuck the Pope’ shouts and a stout defence of Derry’s Walls from the surely long-past threat of King James II.

    The episode in Glasgow’s southside appeared to show up how far each team has to go to get their house in order, with the Ibrox side’s support looking ludicrously far behind in eradicating bigotry – Depeche Mode’s 1981 debut single ‘Just Can’t Get Enough’ has become the unexpectedly belated terrace hit around Parkhead this year.

    But the wall of hate coming from the blue and white end of Hampden only served to point to the absence of a riposte from their hooped neighbours. As the spectre of Celtic’s pro-IRA, anti-British, ‘Fuck the Queen’ styled chanting loomed silently in the background at Hampden Park, the trail of regrettable incidents in Glasgow’s east end of late cannot be forgotten.

    The ‘blood stained poppies’ banner nonsense from a section of Celtic Park declaring themselves the Green Brigade, the pro-Irish Republican singing outside Falkirk Stadium around the same time of remembrance in 2009 and the continuing presence of the above mentioned songs, mainly among the travelling support of Celtic, are an embarrassment to the club’s board and thousands of agenda-less supporters.

    The problem is exacerbated by small numbers of fans at other Scottish clubs wanting themselves a slice of the controversy limelight.

    Hearts have a seemingly unending conveyor belt of supporters determined to imitate the Ibrox knuckledraggers with whom many of them must share an IQ. From the baffling flurries of Ulster flags which appear to surface only for ties against Celtic and Hibernian, to a cringe-making Union Flag emblazoned with the slogan ‘Gorgie Loyalists’ which was shaken at a largely mystified crowd of St Mirren fans on Saturday, it seems a desire remains among some of the Tynecastle faithful to keep a torch lit to the accusation that Hearts fans would be more at home taking in their football in Govan. It is no coincidence that the Celtic support’s pro-IRA sentiments crank up the decibels when they visit Gorgie.

    More regrettable instances of this misplaced imitation can be seen among tiny pockets of crowds across Scotland, many too small to be considered a problem on the tongues inside boardrooms and local pubs.

    If a solution exists, what can possibly be the catalyst for change? Supporters of Rangers, Celtic and every other team in the land constantly demand column inches in the country’s national media to be dedicated to a blow-by-blow account of ‘who-sang-what-and-when’. Yet writers in high circulation papers, such as Hugh Keevins, Gordon Waddle, Joan McAlpine and, repeatedly, Graham Spiers, have reported on the problem and we are still back where we were.

    It is notable that when action was finally taken on the blight – Rangers were fined and threatened with banishment from European competition for their support’s singing of ‘The Billy Boys’ in Spain – the song disappeared from the Ibrox hymn sheet.

    Why the SPL, SFA and SFL have failed to follow suit in taking punitive measure is anyone’s guess. There seems to be a desire to always punish each side of the Old Firm equally, lest the accusations of favouritism start to fly. The threat to the fans of their team being penalised on the pitch is a proven prevention method.

    Not that docking points from a team will stop bigotry outside of grounds. Former First Minister Jack McConnell started an admirable campaign to reduce sectarianism during his tenure in office, the momentum of which has been lost under Alex Salmond. With an election in six weeks, now would seem as good a time as ever to grasp the nettle and pledge to invest more energy in working across parties at Holyrood to make a difference in the fight against sectarianism.

    The emergency services are among the most adversely affected by the Old Firm hate-off, with police dealing with rocketing violence and domestic incidents on match days, and ambulances working overtime to treat the wounded. It is though there have been up to 20 murders in the aftermath of Glasgow derby clashes in the last 20 years – a statistic beyond shameful.

    It’s time that across every concerned agency – at Rangers, Celtic, the SPL, the SFA, the SFL, the police, the Scottish Government and in the media where it is so often demanded to speak up – sectarianism, bigotry and racism in Scottish culture must be made an example of, ridiculed and chased out of town, not with equal attention to each side of the Protestant/British-Catholic/Irish divide invented by the followers of Glasgow’s giant clubs, but with due coverage afforded to each incident as it occurs, because when it comes to Rangers and Celtic, two and two always makes a five.

     
  • Jamie Borthwick 12:41 am on February 17, 2011 Permalink | Reply  

    Scotland playing Brazil?! 

    That’s right. This weeks biggest bit of news up north was the announcement Scotland will be getting humped by Brazil in March. I can hardly wait. It’ll be like Mike Tyson fighting a drunk midget, with no arms, in a wheelchair, who’s blind in one eye and in a full body cast.

    Remember when Ronaldo wasn’t “The Fat Ronaldo”? We kind of do as well. One of the greatest strikers of our generation retired from the game this week and it was a fitting tribute to a man of his calibre, that three goons he’s never heard of before, spoke about him from a hospital radio studio in Glasgow. It’s what he would have wanted. That and hundreds of transvestites in a hotel room with him.

    We were back in the studio this week to dissect the weekend’s goal fest in the SPL – 21 goals over all the games played. Pretty impressive stuff, given the standard of football on show. Rangers took Motherwell apart, Celtic kept up their impressive form and Hibs “turned the corner”, grinding out another 3 precious points against Kilmarnock.

    Whilst the show was going on, Rino Gattuso was losing his mind in Milan. Joe Jordan apparently waving a deep fried Mars bar at him from the touchline. What a rascal. Now we’ve had Arsenal beat Barcelona. It’s been quite the week for football.

    In this show we’ve also got Andy Harrow doing his best Barry White impression, Jamie trying his hand at being a lawyer and Simon doing his very best not to swear.

    Will our predictions for the upcoming weekend’s fixtures be on the money? Will be bag those prizes on offer to us? Get yourself in a comfy chair, turn up the volume and have a listen. It’s all here for you to enjoy.

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  • Jamie Borthwick 12:14 am on February 11, 2011 Permalink | Reply  

    “How fast is Gary Wales?” 

    Have you ever wondered how fast Gary Wales is? Then we’ve got the show for you this week.

    On a Wednesday night that was wetter than an otters pocket, Royal 1 Radio took refuge in the Ben Nevis bar, in rather impromptu fashion to discuss the weekends events and cast an eye over the forth coming Scotland v Northern Ireland international.

    It’s a little shorter than previous weeks, blame Andy’s insistence of working ridiculous hours however is rammed with the usual nonsense. Ever wondered what Dustin Hoffmann’s brother does? Or perhaps you’d like to know the lady to gentleman ratio of the bar we’re in – it’s all here and it’s all for you.

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  • Jamie Borthwick 6:20 pm on February 10, 2011 Permalink | Reply  

    Scotland – Not Quite As Shite? 

    Check out the latest show and blog from our sister show in Scotland, Royal 1 Radio Football.

    Two things usually happen when you see a Scotland squads announced;

    1. You sigh so heavily with disappointment that it sounds like someone deflating a Michelle McManus sex doll

    2. As you read through the list of names you think “this can’t get any worse” until you see either Kirk Broadfoot/Steven Caldwell’s name

    It’s been a somewhat indifferent “campaign” so far under Craig Levein. He’s maintained that his first goal as Scotland manager was to make us a harder team to break down and beat. His thinking was solid but how on earth can you do that? I know! 4-6-0 that’s the stuff. Pack your midfield, creating a horse shoe type formation that simply swallows up all the play. It very nearly worked as well against the Czech Republic – had we been playing, I don’t know, San Marino or Uganda it would have been quite effective however against remotely decent opposition it didn’t have the desired effect.

    The gaffer then got us all sitting up right and taking notice when we played Spain at Hampden. We still got beat however we gave the European and World champions a run for their money, scored a couple of cracking goals and played some lovely football.

    Levein now looks like he’s getting a proper handle on things. Picking in form players from all over the country, instead of sticking with the token dross that make up the small percentage of Scottish players in their squad. We mentioned on the show this week that playing players in their best positions would reap the rewards too – Charlie Adam had another great outing for Scotland last night and has shown this season the kind of ability that’s had the EPL’s big guns looking at him with lusty intent (until he smiles, the boy looks like he’s suffered a series of strokes, one after the other).

    We shouldn’t get too carried away with a win against Northern Ireland however it’s the kind of display that we should be taking positives from and using as the marker for future games. Players plying their trade in the EPL, and well, is a massive bonus for the nation. Our dismal record at international competitions is something we’d all like to see put behind us – having never gone past the group stages really is quite embarrassing but something that shouldn’t be out with our reach.

    It’s all about baby steps with Scottish football right now. We’re a nation who’s top body is fixated with making radical changes and looking for instant success. Craig Levein, given the right time and backing could just be the man to take us back to a European Championship or World Cup and see us flirt with the idea or getting out of the group stage for the first time.

     
  • Jamie Borthwick 3:33 pm on February 1, 2011 Permalink | Reply  

    Livingston Football Club – The poor man’s Hearts 

    Here’s Royal 1 Football’s Simon Laird with his first blog post on the Football Pubcast site…

    There are some words in the English language that, when you hear them, you can’t help but raise a little smile. It can remind you of a carefree summer’s day as a child while you ran around in your back garden, in nothing but a vest screaming that you were He-Man, whilst pointing a stick at an elderly relative.

    On the other hand, there are some words that make you want to vomit spinal fluid. Words like Livingston.

    For those of you who’re unfamiliar with the town, it’s famous for, well, nothing. However it does have loads of roundabouts and a fairly high suicide rate. But I’m not here to try and sell it to you as a possible holiday destination, that’s next week’s blog – the town of Livingston, in West Lothian, is also home to Livingston Football Club. A club I find it hard not to have a little soft spot for.

    I’m a man that loves a tragedy;

    “Your Aunt Betty’s knee’s have fallen off” BRILLIANT

    “That pool party really got out of hand Mr Barrymore” INCREDIBLE

    Like my one true love, Heart of Midlothian, they are a club who have had their fair share of turmoil in recent times, with a sprinkling of success throw in for good measure.

    They burst onto the SPL scene in 2001 and took 3rd spot, something many though was an impossibility for a team having their first season in Scottish footballs top, but ultimately shite top flight. They defied the odds even more by hanging around with the big boys until 2006 where they relegated with the then worst SPL record (until Gretna came along the following season and stole their thunder).

    The squad throughout this time was littered with utterly bizarre signings from abroad, a few of which turned out to be absolute gems (David Fernandez) and others who turned out to be complete pish (Eugene Dadi – jesus wept that boy was awful). Similar to Hearts who in recent times have had some wonderful players in our ranks and others who should really have stuck with their first career choice of a toilet cleaner in a Mecca bingo hall.

    It’s hard to not like a team who have also gone and got it right up Hibernian. Come back in time with me, to two fantastic days from the past;

    It’s the second of April 2006, a Sunday in Glasgow at the national stadium. Hearts v Hibs in the semi final of the Scottish Cup. Quite easily the most significant derby of my lifetime and perhaps even further back than that. The prize on offer – a place in the final against First Division Gretna. I’ll skip to the good stuff – Hearts pumped Hibs to within an inch of their life that day. 4-0 to Hearts and two red cards for Hibs. Lovely stuff. A tragedy for Hibs and remember, I do love a tragedy.

    Jump back a further two years to the 14th of March 2004, another Sunday, again in Glasgow and also at the national stadium. Livingston v Hibs in the league cup final. A real chance for Hibs to get their hands on some silverware for the first time in many years. Livi, just happy to be there. Let’s cut to the good stuff – 2 goals in 2 minutes for Livingston ensured a superb 2-0 victory. Another tragedy. One that’s so rich it has to be fattening.

    Both clubs have also had to endure some torrid times under owners. Hearts came pretty close to losing it all had it not been for the arrival of Vladimir Romanov, a man fruitier than a monkey’s poo. Livingston sadly haven’t been as lucky and the men who’ve been in charge of them have taken them to the edge and then booted them right over it.

    Times have been tough since then for Livingston. Having to start all over again on the bottom rung but things are looking good for them. It’s never nice to see a team go to the wall as the majority of the time it means we’ll never see them again. Livingston have shown before that they can compete with the best in Scottish football and even claim a few scalps along the way and I for one look forward to them making their way back amongst us again and hopefully giving Hibs a good few beatings in the first division en route.

     
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