He was possibly OK in the first half - I didn't actually see that, only heard it - but he was absolute bollox in the second. Once he had made the misjudgement that led to the equaliser he was all over the shop.
The whole team was pretty ineffective though.
One word sums us up at the moment - pussies.
No heart, no fight, no skill, no belief.
Watching JC's body language was no fun either. He's supposed to be on the side-lines giving the players confidence and driving them on. Instead he seemed to spend the entire second half wheeling around and grimacing like a bairn and huffing and puffing rather than making the changes (tactical since we had no decent personnel on the bench I suppose) that would have got us back into the game.
It ended up a comfortable win for Celtic, who were actually pretty gash themselves. Can't see us catching Utd now, let alone Hearts.
I am in a pretty bad mood - in case you didnae guess!