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Imran Ahmad has won his case. Rangers have £1.2 million left in the bank, of which £620,000 has been arrested. Considering they still have sizeable loans way over that value outstanding, I think the shit may be about to hit the fan again.

Tragic end to a great wee club, looks like they have been butchered by the usual mismanagement of those that see the $ signs on the property value and have no love for football. Appears to be a dodgy council involved and an Essex wide boy with his motley crew showing up recently to complete the debacle .... I was a happy fan watching them for the 4 years I lived locally. Great wee club and town, small city 50,000 people and we would get around 2000-3500 fans each week. Not dissimilar to Perth and the Saints. I think finally doors will shut on Monday and then they have some small chance to rebuild a Phoenix club, but probably will lose everything, or it could drag on with more pain. Absolutely fukin horrible saga that I've been tracking over the last few years due to my personal connections..... Reading back through the fans forum over the last year is just sickening. http://unofficialbulls.proboards.com/board/2 P.S Long live the Browns.

As a guy who was working as an Aid worker and is now in danger of being beheaded ( David Haines ) I hope David Cameron is pulling out all the stops to ensure his safety and not playing to the media, when he says he is taking personal control of the situation. Just happen to know David Haines as a work colleague about 10 years ago. Good luck and god bless you Davie.

I'd settle for a 7-2 victory

Hope they find some glue to keep the pages in this time.......

I am glad Dundee were promoted, these are tge games I look forward to, even though I will be in Kenya

Above is stupid post of the month,and it's only the 4th September ! well done you have won a zander Clark sweaty sock.go see him and he will give you your prize.

Packing last of my kit for my trip abroad

As do you.

Feck it -Will send in a Postal Vote

Jobs which cost us tax payers more money than the benefits system?

Successful non league club that really did not fit into the Football league and whilst flirting there for a good number of years never matched what they got up to in the Southern League although. When I was based at Hereford in the mid 70s I was lucky to witness a striker named Dixie McNiel who scored for fun and Texas-saint, I am sure, if that was the time you were there, you will remember him. He was a legend and no doubt you would have heard his name mentioned on the terraces along with Ronnie Radford, conquerors of The Toon.

CASTLE GRAYSKULL WAS THE GOOD CASTLE!!!

Bloody shame. They were my "English club" for years. Still remember listening to them knocking out Newcastle on the radio whilst getting my hair cut in Elgin in about 1973??

why don't they do a proper crowdfunding scheme, where we can all pledge the amount the book will cost? I'm sure they'd get more than enough folk signing up.

Riots on the streets then miss is that ok for you?

Strong? Absolutely ridiculous more like.

That will be the 782.of which most will be redeployed as it will be used as the base for Scottish Navy. With most polls now 4-1 in favour of a Yes vote. Will it be a landslide? I don't believe the Tory based polls for a second but all the internet polls favour a Yes by a huge margin, not scientific but can't be a million miles off.

Well here's what I've got against it. Other football associations spread their games around fottball stadiums within the country. Ours simply moves between stadiums in the same city. What's wrong with Easter Road, Pittodrie or Tynecastle. They've all got decent capacity. Maybe I'm just nit-picking but it does annoy me. But hey! no, let's keep the money on the west coast.

Two words that make us laugh in Sheffield.

i was thinking about getting yorkshire saint on a yorkshire flag as im from yorkshire, will this get the club fined or me banned? what a joke

Well we all saw the way that this "friendly forum" treated Andy 5565 so I dont have the stomach for all the "do gooder" comments on this one tbh.

Lots of threads in this conversation I try to ignore the party politics parts as I don't think they're entirely relevant. If I examine my motivations, at the root of everything, I am Scottish, not British. Scotland is a country, and a country should govern itself. Every argument I construct will stem from that so I guess I'm one of the people that would vote for independence at any cost. Thankfully, Scotland doesn't need to become independent at any cost. In broad terms, it's a stable country with a strong economy, and a well educated, skilled, population, without any obvious natural enemies. Plenty of countries have become independent from far worse situations than Scotland is currently in, and thrived. Arguments against independence are mainly technocratic, and dwell in the land of speculation about all the bad things that could happen, as far as I can see. I don't see that the union serves Scotland, I don't see that Westminster serves all of the population of the UK. Westminster is a centralising force, that is woefully corrupt, and governs as if we were in a different period of history. It is not fit for purpose and doesn't have the will to reform. London Super J touched on shared sovereignty, sovereignty isn't shared enough for my liking. I would say for a union of unequal partners to work, there need to be mechanisms in government for the smaller partners voices to be made louder. In point of fact, what we will see happening is Scotland's voice in Westminster to be reduced. There's already talk about reducing the number of Scottish MPs to a per capita share, to prohibit Scots (and Welsh and Northern Irish) MPs from voting on so-called English-only issues. One way I could see the union working going forward would be to abolish the Lords and replace it with a chamber with comparable powers, but with equal representation from the "home countries" to balance the weakness of voice in the Commons, anybody think there's a snowballs-chance-in-hell of constitutional reform on that scale happening in the UK? Devo max won't happen, if there was any will for it, it would have been on the ballot. Westminster won't give anything away without duress. Will an independent Scotland be perfect? Of course not, we'll all bitch and moan just as much we do today about politicians. Will an independent Scotland be better than today? We can only speculate on that. In balance, I'd say there are more credible arguments made by pro-independence leaning people that an independent Scotland will do better than Scotland as part of the union. I don't need to set them all out, you can find them yourselves. But then I'm biased

Countries that engage in illegal invasions of other countries tend to be unpopular with extremists. So while there's no guarantee that a terrorist act couldn't happen in Scotland, the chances would certainly be smaller - unless you subscribe to the opinion that terrorist acts are entirely random.

Could happen to any of us at any time! I was nearly at that stage once!Easy to take the moral high ground in snoby Perth

Rik taking your "Free Tibet" flag to the Dundee game would be a waste of time as this match is not a UEFA competition...UEFA will not involve themselves in this game much the same as !they and our SFA have ignored the religious chanting, flags and banners seen and heard at numerous Scottish Football matches involving both Celtic and The Rangers. Article 16 should be added to the SFA's rules and regulations for the game in Scotland, or at the very least a version of it, but somehow I'd be very surprised if it ever was! Anyway what has Tibet ever done to the world!

There but for the grace off god go you

Not enough done in Perth to help the homeless imo.

Am taking my "Free Tibet" flag to the Dundee game.

the only place i have cctv installed is at my gran's house. I make a fortune from "you've been framed" sending in videos of her falling down the stairs and stuff

Just let some of the air out

Official PerthSaints ✔ @St_Johnstone_FC 77 - GOAL SAINTS! Chris Kane with a volley on the turn. Fantastic finish. The guy who scored two for County is called Dingwall

A season of fitba deams. St.Johnstone football club have been around for a long time, a very long time. 130 years to be exact. They hail from Scotlands newest city, Perth. The clubs name comes from the old name for Perth; Saint Johns Toun, which I believe was named after St. John The Baptist They are my team, but not just MY team. They are also the team of many of my friends and of quite a few people I don't know by name, but who I know to speak to, to exchange a courteous nod, the occasional joyous hug and on a more regular basis commiserations. Over my years supporting " The Saints" there have been many many days where disappointment was the main feeling, where I left games feeling depressed, angry, let down and a whole myriad of other negative emotions. There was also Hamilton. It wasn't always bad of course, there were days when I felt elated, triumphant and so very proud. Proud of my wee team, proud that on a shoestring budget, we could beat Celtic, Rangers et al. Proud that we could progress to the later stages of national cup competitions, proud of winning a "diddy cup", of winning promotions and leagues, of qualifying for European adventures with wonderful days spent with my fellow Saintees in Eskisehir, Turkey, and twice, even reaching the final of the Scottish League Cup.Sadly we lost both, one of which was a bit before my time. We have had some great seasons and some great teams. Not least the team of Willie Ormond in the late 60's ( before my time), the team of Paul Sturrock in the 90's and my favoutite team of the early 1980's. I even took my internet handle, The Ghost of Jim Morton, as a homage to my favourite player from that team. And then season 2013-14 happened. It started early, on Wednesday 10th July, with a trip to Cowdenbeath where we won 1-0, Sadly I missed David Wotherspoons fine free kick as we were late arriving . It would not be my last miss of what would become the most memorable of seasons. We then had a trip to Morton which I passed on and which we also won 1-0. Next up was the mighty Rosenborg of Norway, in Trondheim. They were a team with a fine Europen record, a team who had recently participated in the Champions League group stages. This was where the dream really started ( no disrespect intended to Cowden or Morton) We went there and, well, we beat them 1-0. They couldn't believe it and frankly I, and I suspect most of my fellow Saintees couldn't believe it. A fine contingent of Saints fans made the trip to Trondheim and in wallet emptying, eye watering conditions, they enjoyed a good drink before and after the game. Sadly I was not one of them for reasons as simple as I was going on holiday the day after the game. The fact that that holiday was a Norwegian cruise only made me feel worse. All was not lost though as I at least managed to watch the game on a dodgy internet stream before departing for Southampton. The return leg in Perth, which the Norwegians were convinced they would win easily, was a rip roaring affair with Saints going a goal behind early on before fighting back and equalizing through Stevie May. In front of a crowd of nearly 8000 they held out for the draw and amazingly, St.Johnstone were in the next round and the less than gratious Norwegians we OUT. Sadly I was still not there. I was in the middle of the North Sea, on route to Southampton and even worse, I had to follow the game on Sky Sports News which was torturous. Eventually they announced that St.Johnstone had drawn and gone through. I then proceeded to wander around our cruise ship and tell everyone and anyone that MY wee team had beaten Rosenbourg. In the next round we were drawn against FC Minsk. I could have gone out there but didn't, well none of us did, due to ridiculous visa problems. Instead, I went away and walked the West Highland Way in 4 days. The day we played Minsk I was walking 28 miles between Rowardennan and Tyndrum. In hounour of my team I did that leg of the Way in a Saints top and wore my Saints scarf. The game was watched on Ceefax or whatever it's modern version is now called. I sat in a hotel room looking at an unmoving screen. Then it suddenly moved. It said FC Minsk 0-1 St.Johnstone. Steven Mclean. I also moved and proceeded to go utterly mental. Then for the last 20 minutes I stared at the screen and begged for the letters FT to appear. They dually did and I went down to the bar tell everyone and anyone that MY wee team had beaten FC Minsk. Was I dreaming? On the following Sunday we opened our League account a home win against a Hearts side crippled by debt and administration. 3 points on the board. Oh and I was at last there. Then FC Minsk came to Perth. McDiarmid park was rocking with over 8500 punters. We all believed they were beatable, they were, but we did not, and after a tense niggly match our Euro dream died in a penalty shoot out. My first Euro game and our first loss. ( we also lost our unbeaten European home record). My dream seemed to have turned to a nightmare. The season then proceeded with some great wins and some horrible losses, 4-0 was a recurring scoreline for or against. In October we beat Morton with a last minute disputed goal to reach the semi final of the League Cup and we again began to dream. A fine 3-0 home win against Dundee Utd on Boxing Day was followed by a roasting at Fir Park on New Years day where Motherwell destroyed us 4-0. We started the year in 6th place in the league and remained there pretty much all the way to the split. The Scottish cup campaign had begun in late November with a straight forward win over Livingstone. It was not without surprise though. I met my parents outside the stadium. Apparently they were attending the game and were heading to the Boardroom as guests of our opposition. My mother was warned that if Livi scored and she celebrated, there would be repercussions. As it transpired when Saints opened the scoring, the old dear let out a quality cheer much to the chargrin of her Livi buddies. I knew she wouldn't let the side down. On Feb 1st we headed to Edinburgh to face a high flying Aberdeen side who we , I was shocked to discover, had never beaten in a cup tie. This was the League Cup semi-final. As was the norm with cup semi-finals we lost. That score 4-0 came up again. Emotionally I was wrecked. Would we ever win another semi? Progress in the Scottish Cup continued with convincing wins over Forfar and then Raith Rovers and before we knew it we were in another semi-final. The bad news was that we had never won a Scottish cup semi EVER. Even worse, we were draw against Aberdeen again, a team we had NEVER beaten in any cup tie. Ah well, we had done well to get there. Expectation was certainly low for me and when we went a goal down early in the game I was convinced it was yet again over. Half time came and as I walked the concourse under the stand at Ibrox, I spoke with a couple of hard core, longterm Saintees, and we all agreed that this was it, that if we lost this game, which we all though was the only likely outcome, that we would not attend another semi due to being unable to shoulder the heartache of being nearly men any more Then the second half began and something magic happened, we started playing much better, we were in their faces, we were on top. All it needed was someone to put the round thing between the wooden structures that Jamie " Clangers " Langfield was hanging about in. He was right in front of us. We baited him, we told him the goal was coming, we could feel it... Jamieeeeeeeeeeeee can you feel it.. And then BOOM. All hell broke loose. Stevie May took a pass and three touches later the ball rippled the back of the net. The dream was on but it needed a second goal and importantly we need not to concede anything. Then Aberdeen had a great chance but some how the ball went past the post. Was this to finally be OUR year? We started on Langfield again... Jamieeeeeeeeee can you feel it, can you smell it...Jamieeeeeeeeeee it's coming.... the game entered the last few minutes, extra time looking very likely. Then suddenly , like a bolt of lightening, the ball was on the edge of the Dons box. May headers to McLean, McLean lays off to May, May toe pokes the ball and OH MY GOD.... GOALLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!! The Saints support went balistic. A riot of colour, a wall of sound and a belief. We must be dreaming.. The last six minutes passed slowly but Saints played it out beautifully. They kept the ball. Aberdeen were beaten. The hoodoo was over. Grown men and women were in tears. 130 years of if buts and regrets were suddenly gone. And so here we are. We have finally reached the Scottish Cup Final. The oldest cup competition in the world. Four weeks from now we will face our local neighbours Dundee United in our final game of the season, a season which will have seen us play 50 competitive matches. That surely must be a record. It's been brilliant, it's been amazing and it has been wonderful. It's been the best season I can ever remember in my 37 years of being a Saintee. Come what may on the 17th day of the month of May 2014, regardless of the result, we will have had a most fantastic season. Will we win the cup and thus end the often used internet forum jibe of "Never won a major trophy"?? I don't know. I do hope so. I know we can. Saints supporters will now head to Parkhead from every corner of the world. We will sing our hearts out, we will do what we do best. We will support our well run wee team... Even if we don't win though, this has indeed been the season of my fitba dreams. Come on you Saints. Ghostie.