- Nostra Who? Mad Christian Harold Camping was reportedly “flabbergasted” that the Rapture didn’t take place last Saturday, May 21, as he had confidently predicted. I am similarly flabbergasted that Kilmarnock weren’t relegated, as I assuredly stated on August 12: “I can’t see them anywhere other than last place.” Camping is now saying the Rapture was spiritual, not […]
- Bald Men, Blackman, and Bye-Bye Sky It’s a sad sign of the times when the main drama of the January transfer season is an alleged tug-of-war between the Old Firm to sign a Championship winger. No offence to Kris Commons – he’s decent enough, though he wouldn’t be in my first Scotland XI – but this seems like a case of […]
- State of the SPL – Part One Back in August I previewed the SPL season, and I’d planned to update this when we were a quarter of the way in – after last weekend’s games. As things turned out, there was a midweek round of games this week. I put together my thoughts three hours before these matches, thereby guaranteeing a set […]
- The Glorious Twelve Today is the Glorious Twelfth – the beginning of the shooting season for red grouse. There’s no equivalent name for the start of the Scottish football calendar – Sensational Saturday? – but this weekend sees the twelve powers of the Scottish Premier League re-align for another smashing season of soccer. Read on for a dozen […]
- Going on Holiday? Pack Your Replica Shirt Back in the mid-90s, before Mrs Williamson was a snowboarder, we’d often spend the Martin Luther King long weekend (mid-January) flying down to Miami and hanging out in South Beach. It was a fine break from the freezing New York winters and allowed me to transform my pasty white skin into a marginally less pasty […]
- Six Months Later: The State of the SPL Back at the beginning of October I did a review of the SPL table at that time and made a few predictions for the rest of the pre-split season. Six months later, let’s see how things have turned out…
- Kane, Cadamarteri, and Keynes: The State of the SPL I’m not sure if Scotland’s Premier footballing league more closely resembles the chaotic fractal patterns of a Mandelbrot diagram, with repeating patterns that are similar yet infinitely different; or the oscillators that occur in a computer-generated cellular automaton, constantly flitting between steady states.
