Celtic have travelled to Oporto, Portugal for the UEFA Cup Sem-Final, 2nd leg against Boavista carrying the passionate dreams and songs of the Celtic Faithful. This is it, Bhoys and Ghirls! This is what it's all about! The biggest, most significant and potentially most prestigious football match in decades, with the glittering prize of a place in the UEFA Cup Final in Seville on May 21st. Destiny fast approaches and with it the golden opportunity for Celtic to reach a European Final - GO FOR IT, BHOYS! With the Semi-Final poised tantalisingly at 1-1, it is time to shake off the shackles of domestic disturbance and rise to this, the greater occasion. SEIZE THE DAY!


We can do this, having shown in Europe that we are capable of competing with the elite. It will take a Herculean effort, but Martin O'Neill's Celtic have displayed so very often that they have the necessary qualities - hunger, passion, spirit, resilience, talent, determination, organisation, skill and a sensational ability to treat 'away' fixtures as a mere travel inconvenience when it comes to the art of scoring crucial Euro goals. So, C'mon The Hoops and create history! Boavista are beatable and we have nothing to fear - nothing at all! Chris Sutton has, of course, travelled with The Bhoys and the big question is: will the powerhouse striker play in Boavista? Put your money on it that he will, at some stage at least! Big game players for big games!

EVERONE AT THE ORG GET BEHIND THE GLASGOW CELTIC…
#HAIL HAIL THE CELTS ARE HERE…

Come on Boavista!
[This message was edited Fri Apr 25 4:43:09 PDT 2003 by ConsciousContact]

ScottNPG said:

Big game player? England B striker more like

Good luck anyway!

Raise the flag and sing out for the team:

.. yayyy! kick it!

mmm...who are Spurs playing in Europe! That will just be a distant memory for you. The Glory days of Hoodle & Waddle, I remember that great night in 1981 (I think) Tony Parks was the hero.

ps, we are playing Boavista!

I wasn't impressed by Boavista at Celtic Park. Celtic where also poor on that particular night. However teams like Blackburn, Celta Vigo, Stuttgart and Liverpool where all a lot more impressive at Celtic Park. It makes me wonder how Boavista have got this far. I'll be gutted if this mob put us out, being put out by a good team is a lot easier to take. Hopefully it won't come to that. HAIL HAIL...

Sutton wouldn't be the perfect strike partner for Robbie Keane, so don't knock him! Big Sutton has proved his pedigree. As for eng ger lind, who cares. I'd be happy if Celtic had zero internationals! That way all the focus and energy goes into the Celtic cause.
I wouldn’t be the least bit sorry if all international football were stopped!
(well maybe not the world cup)

Boavista O Celtic 1
Larsson (89)
Agg: 1-2

It was tense, it was anxious, and the four and half minutes of injury time contained more heart stopping moments than the entire 180 minutes of football that had gone before it, but when the whistle eventually went in the Estadio do Bossa on Thursday night it sparked astonishing scenes of celebration.

Henrik Larsson's 39th goal of the season with twelve minutes of the game remaining ensured Celtic's name was put on the guest list for the UEFA Cup Final in Seville on May 21st.

Yah beauty! Celtic proudly march on. I'm gonna celebrate...

What an achievement! What an accolade for Celtic Football Club! What a glittering prize! Extraordinary! Astonishingly brilliant! Congratulations to Saint Martin of Paradise, his Backroom Bhoys and to ALL the Hoops! We love you!
Let's ALL DO THE HUDDLE!
It might have been a dreich and frustrating Semi-Final in Boavista, but justice was done and THE team that tried to win the tie did so! How appropriate that it was Him, The Magnificent Seven, Henke, The King Of Kings that scored that crucial, glorious and fantastic goal - His 197th Celtic goal and in Celtic's SEVENTH Euro semi-final!
It has been a golden journey to Seville for the UEFA Cup Final on May 21st and The Faithful have loved every minute, treasured every blessed moment. The euphoria is tangible. We are there and we have dreams and songs to sing - and sing, we shall!
See you in Seville!
C'mon The Hoops!

Tiocfaidh Ar La

MORE JOY FOR THE GLORIOUS CELTIC

Celtic humped Rangers, 2-1, in their own midden on Sunday afternoon to score a massive psychological advantage over our archrivals.With victory, we also stuck an index finger upwards (with the word 'swivel') in the direction of officialdom, who had artificially engineered this fixture's scheduling with the apparent intent of providing an advantage to Kinning Park FC. Defiance! This was a tremendous result for Martin O'Neill's Hoops and, whilst we are still chasing the SPL Title (with Kinning Park FC five points ahead having played an extra game), Celtic have proved once more that they are the superior force in Scottish football, as well as amongst the elite of Europe.

Furthermore, the Celtic Faithful in the Broomloan Road Stand did not give the manky mob a minute's peace by continually reminding them by audio (We're going to Seville, You'll be watching The Bill) and by visual (sombreros, beachballs and sunglasses) that it is The Hoops that are in the prestigious UEFA Cup Final.

However, we also demonstrated perfectly with this marvellous result that we will NOT give up our Title of Champions without a fight - to a man, The Hoops displayed bravery, passion and resolve to inflict such a defeat over Rangers, with Martin O'Neill's tactics demolishing those of Big 'Eck. Two first-half goals - an Alan Thompson penalty after Amadiddy had fouled BBJ and a Hartson strike after brilliant set-up work from Didier Agathe and Henke - was enough to secure the three points for Celtic. Rangers enjoyed plenty of second-half possession, as they attempted to claw their way back into the match, but it was mostly impotent, except for De Bore's scoring header. Indeed, had Henke been his usual clinical self in front of goal, Celtic's margin of victory could have been greater still. Klos was by far the busier keeper.
So, the Title race is not over yet. Let's see how The Huns cope with overwhelming Celtic pressure - we'll be breathing down their necks till the last. Smell that? That's their fear!

C'mon The Hoops!