QUOTE (No8. @ Sep 21 2008, 23:35)

The LVF army council spokesman also made great play of the fact that on the same day the Lennon threat was issued, the Real IRA issued a coded statement admitting it killed David Caldwell, a 51- year-old construction worker who died after a booby-trapped lunchbox exploded in a territorial army base in Derry. "The Northern Ireland Office and the Police Service of Northern Ireland chose to bury this fact by blaming the LVF for threatening footballers," the LVF said, adding that "it was clear the NIO are prepared to turn a blind eye to republican murder in order to preserve the doomed political process in Northern Ireland".
The lack of a codeword and the denial by the LVF are fuelling heated pub rows in Northern Ireland over Lennon's decision to quit. Some say he over-reacted and want to know why the RUC didn't explain to Lennon this was likely to be hoax. Catholics, on the other hand, tend to agree with Lennon. Why bother with crap like that, one drinker said. If they don't want you, turn your back on them, they believe. And anyway, Neil's too good for the likes of them, angry Catholics say, referring to the army of Northern Ireland fans - who are overwhelmingly Protestant.
Just incase you had forgotten!! Utter scumbag!!
The shaven gorillas who comprised these various death squads called themselves by different acronyms depending on the day of the week. It is entirely perpetrated by a few atavistic boneheads holed up in sink estates and covered in DIY tatoos, funded by drug dealing and petty criminality.
It clearly stuck in their craw that that far and away the best player (and captain) in their statelet's football team had signed for Celtic. In actual fact it probably stuck in their craw because they knew Lenny took a career decision to play for them when he was a youngster battling serious injury at Crewe, but he had by then far outgrown their failing team, ramshackle ground and noxious support.
Whichever of these animals actually made the phonecall was no doubt in possession of a sturdy 'Ulster' bonce - famously the thickest hun skull in the western hemisphere. The tawdry coward turning round after the event and snivveling "it wasn't official LVF" should be treated with the contempt it deserves.