The Old Firm Derby (Rangers vs Celtic)
The two clubs are by far the most successful and popular in Scotland, and the rivalry between them has become deeply embedded in Scottish culture. It has reflected, and contributed to, political, social, and religious division and sectarianism in Scotland. As a result, the fixture has had an enduring appeal around the world.
The competition between the two clubs had roots in more than just a simple sporting rivalry. It has as much to do with Northern Ireland as Scotland and this can be seen in the flags, cultural symbols, and emblems of both clubs. It was infused with a series of complex disputes, sometimes centred on religion (Catholic and Protestant), Northern Ireland-related politics (Loyalist and Republican) and National identity.
Opposing fans fought an on-pitch battle in the aftermath of Celtic's 1–0 victory in the 1980 Scottish Cup Final at Hampden. This remains one of the worst invasions onto a football pitch ever reported, and was instrumental in alcohol being banned from football grounds in Scotland.
There was serious fan disorder during an Old Firm match played on a Sunday evening in May 1999 at Celtic Park, with the usual tensions heightened by the fact that Rangers could clinch the league title with victory (and it became clear that they would do so from the early stages of the match). Several objects were thrown by Celtic fans, one of which struck referee Hugh Dallas forcing the game to be stopped while he received medical treatment. With many of those in attendance having spent a full weekend drinking alcohol prior to the event, at least four Celtic fans invaded the field of play to confront Dallas during the game, and more missiles were thrown at players on the pitch after the game.
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Minha poesia é a mais pura gestão dos meus pensamentos,
Que mais parece um novelo de lã
Que parecem, árvores em picos altos.
Minha poesia são águas que correm num riacho,
São cachos de ramos de folhas silveres.
Meus poemas são gritos enlouquecidos e rocos
São desaforos, são orgasmos, e carícias.
São beijos e mordidas que sangram os lábios.
Meus poemas são calmos, mas também são loucos,
Cheio de desafabos e segredos
Repleto de ânsia e desejos.
Como é seu poema?
Como ele te grita, como ele rasga a pele querendo sair por todas as entranhas,
Como é seu poema, quando ninguém está lendo?
As ya'll know I've had health issues lately so taking time out from creative/yang pursuits but here's me bossing archery. Flexin these Maid Marion vibes, Celtic Warrior resurfacing in this life vessel 🏹