On Monday I was at the Greenock Waterpark , leisure thingy place. A fine facility imho
No great surprise then to find that Morton use this facility for, erm , training.
Now here's the real surprise. The players , I suppose that who they were, superstars in trackies, started arriving about 1030 in disparate groups of twos and threes, all casually strolling in with that look see me I'm a footballer kinda pose. They all looked like a rabble , a herd of dishevelled amateurish bunch of wannabees , out to try and impress the local work out girls , all truly sad. They seemed lost , as if it was the first time they had ever been in a large leisure facility
It gets worse.............
About 1100 in strolls the oh so casual Davie Irons , so called erm Manager. Well this bloke and his I assume asst manager then presume to exert some sort of presence upon their arrival , to which the players total indifference is so crudely demonstrated. All this in the canteen area behind reception. It was utterly embarassing for Irons as players blanked the guy and carried on idly chatting to Joe Public and the starstruck dazzled teenage groupies. Never witnessed such a lack of professionalism in a team group anywhere.
Anyway , once this mob had decided they knew where the gym area was , it appears that the team are scheduled for a wee spin class , oh ffsake
Eventually , ever so slowly this disparate group of clowns mount bikes and proceed to take instruction from the instructress and push pedals. By this time the OAP's in attendance are watching and laughing as their local heroes strutt their stuff. I personally requested a coffee top up just to watch this spectacle , it was that amusing my 8 yo daughter commented that they were not very good on bikes
If this is a demonstaration of Morton FC at work , well results speak for themselves , quite clearly.
Carry on.......................
Yours,
concerned big cousin
