Sunday Nonsense

On our way back in the car from seeing "Lord of The Dance" this afternoon, I remarked to Mrs Inside Left how amazing it was to be able to stand in an auditorium and sing an Aberdeen FC terrace favourite at full belt without getting turfed out by the stewards. Incredulous at Inside Left's ability to be able to link a terrace chant to Irish culture, I proceeded to demonstrate how Lord of The Dance and Guus Hiddink, the winning coach of Russia's team that beat the Netherlands last night, are indeed linked. Mrs Inside Left said it couldn't be done, but here goes anyway (with apologies to Some People Are On The Pitch):

Jean Buttler, whose mother was born in County Mayo, Ireland (incidentally also home to Mrs Inside Left) started dancing at the age of four. And being rather good at it, before too long she was appearing in all sorts of Irish Dancing shows. Her crowning moment came during the Eurovision Song Contest when during the interval, she performed a piece called Riverdance, choreographed by one

Michael Flatley, who, astounded by the success of Riverdance went on to expand the show, but artistic differences forced him to leave and create his own dance show, which he called

Lord of the Dance, and which is also one of the tunes sung by the supporters of

Aberdeen FC, though with widely different lyrics. For many years, one of Aberdeen's finest imports was

Hans Gillhaus who endeared himself to the Aberdeen faithful by scoring 2 goals on his debut in a 3-1 defeat of Dunfermline. Aberdeen signed Hans from Dutch side

PSV Eindhoven for £650,000 saving him from becoming a bench warmer for Brazilian legend Romario, who had just signed by the club, then being managed by

Guus Hiddink, then in his first spell at PSV but already establishing himself as a top coach, culminating in the defeat of his native Holland last night as coach of Russia.

I know, not exactly Scottish football, but the links are there if you look closely. And it's been a really slow news day. Back to business tomorrow I promise, but if anyone else has a good idea for a Scottish football version of the Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon game, do leave a comment.

Until tomorrow, mar sin leibh an dràsda!