South Korean starlet Ki Sung Yong will jet into No Mean City on Saturday to seal his deal or as the more cynical of us think to add a few thousand onto the gate in the hope he comes out at half time for a wee wave and hello.

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His exclusive interview is one of those interviews that either makes you want to laugh, cry, cry expletives in bemusement or rush out and buy a South Korean top and feel the warm glow that you have someone to support at next years World Cup.

After a few hairy moments we have finally moved to OleOle. Here's The Blog it's bigger, better faster and stronger. Same old shite getting written but what do you want for free.? Blood? Sweat? Tears? A limb?
The reasons for moving are explained here. The Lord Of The Wing homepage is here. The Celtic homepage (which you can update and manage) is here.

"The Lord Of The Wing" (LOTW) started three seasons ago so that I wouldnae get bored at lunchtime. It has grown without ever troubling the "Top 4" Celtic Sites, which pimp themselves on newsnow.
In football terms we are like Reading. Nice wee side, never going to win anything but play decent football but ultimately will be like your wee cousin who you like but you feel quite sorry for as he gets bullied at school and is useless at sport.

In all the buzz of winning the league on the last day (for the first time since we stopped 10, is it better this time than then?) I forgot that we actually won a game of football and it took me 1 hour after the final whistle to remember that we had qualified for the Champions League next season.

Last Wednesday morning I was searching the glove box of my battered banger for some music to listen to on the way to work. The Radio was full of the UEFA Vase Trophy build up and I couldnae be arsed listening to that.
Out fell an album by the popular beat combo Oasis. It was their last album "Don't Believe The Truth".

My eyes were in Dundee tonight, my ears in Aberdeen and I witnessed a brillant sight, the best sight I have seen. The League took many twists this time and also many turns......but Celtic won the league this time for Tommy Burns.
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Tonight we met our destiny, fulfill our date with fate, on such tense and stressful nights, LEGENDS we create, from Boruc to McDonald, behind them to a man, emotions will be fragile, the joys of being a fan, the pride of following Celtic, seeps out from every pour, behind them untill the bitter end regardless of the score, so sing the songs with pride, songs with which you've grown, and remember as a CELTIC FAN YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE.

Massive result - that's what's makes us CHAMPIONS !!!
We did on our own - don't needs results elesewhere or help from MIBs to help us.
We are CELTIC.
Won by POINTS and a KNOCKOUT
Where's that helicopter ???
Hail Hail - THREE in a ROW !!!

Nerves jangling.
In normal times this is what you would call a cracking game.
Both teams going full pelt, and both having clear cut chances.
Not being "normal times", we want Celtic goals.
I hope Gordon tells everybody to calm down a bit. Things are very frantic there.

Well, here we are - in less than an hour the New Firm will kick off against the Glasgow Giants to finally determine which way the helipcopter will go.
After the last couple of weeks in which we Celts have been put thru one hellava emotional wringer, we are finally back in the driving seat for the final game of the season.

Sunday morning "Sweeney" on ITV4. You canny beat it. A bit of Regan, Carter and un-PC 1970's dialogue, hard drinking and the beating of "nonce's". You also get the straight down the middle nicknames. Like on Sunday, the Welsh "nonce" was called "Taff".
Sure I heard them mention leeks and sheep as well.

Was walking from the hall to kitchen when I heard Alan Brazil on Talksport say "I'm speechless". I stopped in the kitchen and listened to the rest of the bulletin. "Diagnosed with cancer in 2006, came back March 2008" then the words "Celtic first team coach......"
Truth is I can't remember what else was said.

Legend.
You'll Never Walk Alone.

The banner unfurled (as above) at a recent Glesga derby has never been so apt this morning. I'm sure the people of Manchester will be looking at their raped, pillaged and violated city and thinking the exact same thing.
Our sympathies this morning to go the people of Manchester.
At least the axis of peace has returned to the world and the football gods proved that they still do exsist.

So that's it over. I didn't realise it was the last home game until the lines of stewards appeared up the "Auld Jungle" touchline with about 5 mins to go. It still seems like this season has months to go. If R*ngers got their way we would still have months to go with their game against St Mirren being arranged for the Glesga Fair Weekend and thier last game against Aberdeen for the 12th July to ensure a full turnout from Ulster.