"the truly magnificent Richard Littlejohn" is the outright silliest expression I've ever read. The man is the absolute dictionary definition of cretin.
Tommy Boyd (radio presenter) likes Kelvin McKenzie....even though he sacked him 3 times. Is Leggo including the Mail Online? They get a fair whack of hits.
Yup. 10mil of that is their web traffic. Dunno about anyone else but I only ever read that site through links on here and Twitter. Each one of those counts as a hit, I suppose, but, if the story isn't about Jimmy Savile, I'm sure the relative hits just now would be tiny.
Aye, but he's a right-wing bigot hence the reason Leggo likes him. Even Michael Winner thinks he's a ****: [video=youtube;RS5S2Dio2_Y]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RS5S2Dio2_Y[/video]
Someone counted the number of times Littlejohn used specific words throughout his columns in 2008. Here's the results
Well I know what Littlejohn has said of the Scots in the past and stuff has been pretty close to the bone and I know he's a wee Tory rat but, **** me, a quick google has just shed some light. Allegedly, he's been to Ibrox before as a guest and is Ramsay Smith's mate (note the allegedly). Also, when the new apple phone launched he said: "how they can all afford £599" Obviously, this isn't the worst balls he's come out with - he's a spank.
Today's Leggo is not worth re-posting but it's worth a quick read just to see how much Graham Spiers gets under the skin of the loonball. Basically, Odious Creep is solely responsible for the decrease in circulation of both the Glasgow Herald and the Sunday Herald. Never mind that all newspapers in Britain (and probably everywhere else in the world) are dying on their feet. It's all the fault on one man
This is an article designed and written with one purpose, to antagonise Celtic fans, it is not only pathetic it is innacurate and somewhat sickening. Leggo has completely lost it now. Read on. Friday, 19 October 2012 JOCK STEIN DEBUNKED HE has been dead for over a quarter of a century, but still Scottish newspapers seem to be running scared of Jock Stein. Or at least, the ghost of Jock Stein. Or maybe even the statue of Jock Stein. (What the **** does that mean? I suspect it is an allusion to Celtic Park and how the Scottish Media are running scared of Celtic) Who knows what it is which has the media in such a tizzy, but it sure is something to do with mentioning Jock Stein’s name in anything other than awe struck tones. (How are the media in a tizzy over Jock? Any recent examples?) And it would appear Jock Stein’s name must never, never ever, ever, ever, be written in association with failure. Even when the facts tell us that Stein failed. (Let us be the judge of that) That much was clear to see in yesterday’s Daily Record when the newspaper carried a story which attempted to put into context the recent run of Scotland competitive matches without a victory. We have already heard that Craig Levein’s record, when it comes to crunch clashes, is worse than that of even the hapless Berti Vogts and the slightly fey George Burley. But now we are told that if you delve into the record books and go back a wee bit further you will uncover a period of competitive matches during which Scotland went on an even worse run of failure than they have done under Craig Levein. The period covered the aftermath of the 1982 World Cup Finals in Spain, when Scotland approached their next target and flopped miserably in their bid to reach the finals of the 1984 European Championships. That campaign in a four-team-six-match section kicked off with a 2-0 win over East Germany which was followed by a failure to win any of the five remaining matches. The Scots lost 2-0 in Switzerland and 3-2 in Belgium, before drawing 2-2 with Switzerland at Hampden and 1-1 with Belgium at Hampden, followed by a 2-1 defeat away to East Germany. (All decent teams at the time I seem to recall, hardly shocking results.) The run of failure upon failure encompassed seasons 1982-83 and 83-84 and included the old Home Internationals in the spring of 1983 when the Scots lost 2-0 to England, drew 0-0 with Northern Ireland, but at least managed to beat Wales 2-0. (I think you are playing fast and loose with the word “Failure”) And the manager during this period when Scotland were on the road to oblivion? (They qualified for the next two World Cup Competitions and a European Championship if I recall, hardly the road to oblivion was it?) That’s right, Jock Stein. (Never seen that coming, You should write a detective novel…ooh wait a minute…) During the period under Stein, Scotland scraped into the 1982 World Cup Finals in Spain, where his record of won one, drawn one and lost one was exactly the same as the record for which Ally MacLeod was vilified four years earlier. (Ally MacLeod had a group which included Holland, Iran and Peru, Stein had a Group which included Brazil, USSR and New Zealand, we lost out on goal difference) Then came abject failure in Stein’s efforts to qualify for the European Championships, with the added misery of Scottish ignominy in the Home Internationals. During that spell Stein, as was his wont, spun the fairytale that Scotland did not have the resources to qualify for the World Cup and the European Championships and that he needed to use the Euro games to prepare for the more important World Cup qualification campaign. Yet Jock Stein had a golden generation of Scotland stars at his beck and call. Willie Miller, Alex McLeish, Graeme Souness, Andy Gray, Steve Archibald, Gordon Strachan, Richard Gough, Alan Hansen and John Roberston, to name a few. And this myth, which Stein sold to a nation which hung on and believed every word of this fairytale, was debunked by the next two Scotland managers, Andy Roxburgh and Craig Brown. Roxburgh took Scotland to the 1990 World Cup Finals in Italy and followed that by steering the Scots through the next qualification minefield to place in the Swedish European Championships in 1992. (And how did we do?) Then, after Craig Brown qualified Scotland for Euro 96 in England, Broon marched the Tartan Army down the Champs-Elysees by booking a place in the 1998 World Cup Finals in France. But when Roxburgh pulled off that feat and when wee Broon repeated it, nobody made the point that Jock Stein said it could not be done. Just as nobody will now name the man with an even longer run of competitive failure than the abject and out of touch Craig Levein... Jock Stein!
It's such a ridiculous attempt at having a point, or at least having something to write about. As you say Dev, only written to wind us up, but he's such a depressing halfwit it's more just a light chuckle i get these days from reading him. Even most buns find him reprehensible and utterly devoid of all reality.