An eruption of anger. The smell of burnt hair in the air. Just minutes ago AFC security tried to sneak Calderwood out in the boot of a family saloon. It didn't work. Crowds set upon the vehicle, one man ended up plaited around the axel, they ripped Calderwood out of the back and at that point we became ominously aware of a 25 foot wicker phallus. Seconds later Jimmy was ablaze. Sheets of flame dancing to the beat of primitive animal justice.
This is Steven Duff, at Pittodrie, for Reporting Scotland