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Whether Hopkin was a good player twenty-five years ago is irrelevant to me and I'm sure many others by now; I judge him solely on his conduct as an employee of the club in recent years. After being utterly crap in his caretaker management role in 2013-14, Hopkin quite clearly took the huff about not getting the job. Rather than displaying his 'affection for the club' by contributing in a positive manner to the Kenny Shiels regime, Hopkin was IMO the chief suspect for leaking gossipy details from behind the scenes as he hung around like a bad smell until April 2014. The same conduct that his fellow traveler 'Hagi' was up to in the post more recently. It doesn't matter how many games you played for the club, whether you're a shareholder or if you fancy your chances as manager yourself - nothing gives you the right to rock the boat from the inside at this institution. As assistant manager, you are there to pick up some cones and stay within your clearly marked box. The only real difference between Hopkin and an utter snake like James Grady is that Hopkin was too incompetent to knife his way into the dugout on a permanent basis.

Meanwhile, down in a s***ehole in Yorkshire, David 'Hoppy' Hopkin's disastrous (sub 'and short-lived' when he gets punted) tenure as Bradford boss took another turn for the worse this evening - sworded 2-4 on their own midden by Coventry to sink to the bottom of the division. Between Zhivago's hot tip for him to crack the English game somehow being a pile of s***e and Livingston going from strength to strength in his absence, it seems that 'Hoppy's' managerial stock is plummeting rapidly.

Good one m8. Remind me how often you have followed up your weekly tantrums on here about how s***e the full-backs are with a face to face interview? I'm sure Rory McKeown would love to hear from you outside Cappielow's gates at 5:15; IIRC he's a bit of a tank but I'm sure he'd go easy on you after a few minutes of delivering a good bleaching. Or perhaps it's a case of one rule for you and another when the honour of your beloved 'Hagi' is besmirched by some inconvenient facts.

It's actually not, which is why Italians even prefer Tennents Super to their locally produced swill.

A; Because the Cafe is a shitehole and unlike ,say, Zhivago, I have no interest in sooking up to washed-up has-been footballers. Next stupid question please.

I see that the Peroni-swilling, gossiping snake 'Hagi' has been elevated to the assistant manager post after loyally working under Aitken as a coach for what, a few weeks? That's a Grady/McManus move right there. Hopefully they fancy taking Thomson and the other dross he landed us with off our hands in January.

David ‘Hoppy’ Hopkin’s Bradford are now marooned in 23rd in English League One after getting gubbed 0-2 on their own horrible midden by permadiddies Rochdale on Saturday. Zhivago will be absolutely spewing at the day’s events. Which is fucking glorious.

I see from reading their shithole forum that Bradford fans are already complaining about the long ball football as well as their crap results. Here was me thinking - based on his assorted fluffers on here this summer - that this style was simply a pragmatic choice from 'Hoppy' at Livingston, before he would naturally unveil his swashbuckling attacking instincts at a bigger club.

Peroni sales in Halifax/insertshitholesatellitetownofBradfordhere will have gone through the roof though, so that's something.

The deadlines for applications for the job was 36 hours ago - I doubt anyone has got a call back yet.

That's nonsense. Duffy will present himself as having taken a club out of the seaside leagues at the first time of asking, finishing midtable at this level and then being 'harshly' punted. A sideways move to another club at this level is entirely realistic for him off the back of that. Then he will get them relegated.

You lot must be thinking of another ‘Partick Thistle’ that hasn’t been put back in its lower league, cuddly toy box for another two decades. Duffy is precisely the calibre of manager that they can attract and deserve.

You seem to be taking this effortless demonstration of James 'faddy' McFadden's irrelevance to Scottish football very badly indeed. That's a terrible, wee shame for you*. *

Mystified as to how Gary Fraser got near an opppsition player to get sent off tbh: I’ll go for a shitebag handball on the goalline instead.

Oooft, an utterly wild, flailing attempt at deflection and whataboutery there - you hate to see it happen. Last time I checked, nobody had suggested that Wake would enter a national Hall of Fame - his greatness being above the gubbins nonsense level known as ‘international football’ for a start - whereas you nominated McFadden. Who achieved precisely nothing of significance to merit entry in Scottish football’s Hall of Fame. In fact, they should bar entry to pretty much any puffing Scotland international over the past twenty years to reflect their consistent, gubbins failure.

A generation of international footballers who failed to qualify for a single international tournament - a feat that even absolute dross like Hungary, Albania, the Failed Statelet and Latvia have achieved in the same period. And his club career, while decent enough, also contained no significant achievements whatsoever. For a Scottish football Hall of Fame that is barely a step up from inducting the kit man.

What 'important role' has James McFadden played?

Real Sociedad won the Basque 'derby' at the San Mamés this evening courtesy of two penalties - the first of which was decided by VAR after play had continued for quite some time. Despite this prime opportunity for a shame game to arise, the Sociedad fans who intermixed with the Bilbao home fans in the stadium were left completely unhounded in what can only be described as a nauseating love-in. Sad!

Looking forward to the 'we can't possibly compete with clubs the size of Civil Service Strollers' line when they're plunging through the non-leagues soon enough.

The old ‘Ross County away’ hot ball/cold ball trick being used there to produce clearly the most box office pair of semi finals and the best chance of a bigotfest final. I’d rate it more likely than not that one of Aberdeen or Hearts reach the final though.

It's really not my fault if news of a Gourlay free kick has only just reached you as well - thanks for playing anyway. Calling them a pub team is a massive compliment next to comparing them to absolute fucking bins like Blackburn or Preston.

Mark Russell got a runout for Falkirk Reserves as they were hounded 5-1 by Dundee United this afternoon. I believe this is known as 'being punished with failure'. Enjoy counting the fans when you finally wash up at East Stirling in a few years' time.

Hamburg got demolished 0-5 on their own midden by a pub team yesterday so the 'good start' needs some qualification.

I’m not sure what Miller has to offer as a manager - but as a media darling and an Old Firm/Scotland stalwart he’ll predictably be in with a shout in 2010s Scottish football. Why does he think that he’s above cutting his managerial teeth at Whitehill Welfare or some other outfit and working his way up? The longer that Dundee hang on to McCann the more they’ll yearn for a ‘safe pair of hands’ I.e a tactical dinosaur to replace him. Step up Jim Duffy to remind everyone why he was known as ‘the Relegator’ until he couldn’t actually get Clyde relegated as the pyramid didn’t exist yet.

Mixed* news from our former players down south today. David 'Hoppy' Hopkin continued his abysmal start as Bradford manager by losing 2-1 at Doncaster in what is presumably a seventh-grade version of a local derby - think of it as the Montrose-Forfar of Yorkshire football. Since being given the job Bradford have lost three straight league games and are now deep in the relegation zone. Despite the shrill, whining support of Dr. Zhivago and the apparent relevance of his very big deal 'business interests' in the local area, I'd give 'Hoppy' three or four games to turn things around sharply or else the notoriously impatient weirdos running that club will be giving him the sack. Sad!* Meanwhile in League Two, Sir Gavin Gunning expertly marshalled the Forest Green Rovers' defence to a 1-0 victory over Crawley Town. The Gloucestershire side are now the only unbeaten team left in the division and moved into the promotion play-offs with the win; leaving Sir Gavin's former sides Port Vale and Grimsby trailing in his wake. Not bad going for 'a snake Irish tinker' - as the head tax advisor at HMRC, chief executive at Endemol and lead codebreaker at Bletchley Park who used to post on here once infamously described this prince among men. *