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The Dugout Welcome to another issue of The 12th Man. This month has been delayed somewhat due to our website being transferred over to a new server, so we would like to apologise for any inconvenience caused. The season is near its end, with Rangers leading the SPL by two points going into the last game of the season. However it will be a tough task for them to beat a Dundee United side needing a point to secure a Europa League place, while rivals Celtic must win at home against Hearts to have any hope of securing a fourth consecutive SPL title. At the bottom of the league, the battle is just as close with both Inverness Caley Thistle and Falkirk fighting to avoid the drop. And it will be winner takes all between Inverness and Falkirk, as they face off in the last game of the season in the highlands. For the neutral fan, these final day battles at the top and bottom of the SPL will be especially exciting, but it will be a nervy time for the fans of the sides in question. In the First Divsion, St. Johnstone have been crowned champions and will be playing their football in the SPL next season. Sadly Clyde were relegated and now face the real threat of administration. Raith Rovers edged out Ayr United in the battle for the Second Division title, while Stranraer were destined for the drop some time ago, as the financial crisis at the club overshadowed matters on the pitch. In the Third, Dumbarton secured top spot with a victory over SFL new boys Annan Athletic. Celtic Reserves won their 8th title in a row, when they beat rivals Rangers 1-0 at Ibrox. And Hibs U-19 youngsters won the league and cup double, ending the Old Firm monopoly in one fell swoop. In this month’s issue we once again bring you quality features, articles and interviews. We interview Mark Adolph, the son of legendary inventor Peter Adolph who created the famous Subbuteo game. We pose some questions to Real Radio pundit & presenter, Ewen Cameron as well as former Partick Thistle goalkeeper Kenny Arthur. A number of our contributors debate who should be the next Scotland captain, while Eoghan Maguire takes us back to 1995 to look at Raith Rovers’ League Cup winning side, who faced off against the mighty Bayern Munich. We also profile the cult figure of Chic Charnley, and much much more. April 15th 2009, marked the 20th anniversary of the Hillsborough disaster in which 96 football fans lost their lives in the FA Cup clash between Liverpool and Nottingham Forest. With emotions still running high to this day, calling for a public inquiry and for justice, we publish an article written by Stephen Wright, whose brother Graham, died aged 17 on the Hillsborough terraces. No words that we write could put it more poignantly, or to pass on the emotions still felt by those who lost loved ones that fateful day. Scotzine wholeheartedly backs the Hillsborough Justice Campaign and the calls for a new inquiry to find justice for the 96 after all these years. Until the next issue, Andy, Ed.

Hillsborough: 20 Years on We recently published an article on our site to mark 20 years to the day, of one of the Worst Football Disasters in British Football - Hillsborough. 96 Liverpool fans lost their lives in a day that every football fan in the UK, will remember - not least those who support Liverpool Football Club. We felt that it was appropriate for us not to write about the disaster, given whatever we said would not be fitting enough to those who lost their lives and the families who still grieve to this day. To mark the day that shook British Football, Stephen Wright, whose brother Graham John Wright died aged just 17 on 15th April 1989 at Hillsborough wrote a poignant article for the Jungle Bhoys fanzine ‘Welcome to Paradise’ and with kind permission he has allowed us to reproduce it in our fanzine - Editor I never thought I’d see the day when I had to think twice about going to a game at Celtic Park! Furthermore, it wasn’t costing me a penny… coach paid for, even my ticket was free! That day came nearly twenty years ago now. I’d been up to watch Celtic play a few times since I started work in 1984, travelling up from Liverpool with mates heading for the old Jungle or the Celtic end, then beaten the path down to the Gallowgate to have a few bevvies with the Bhoys. Loved every minute of it and nothing would keep me away if the chance ever arose to get up there. This time was different though, it was a game at the end of April 1989. Basically, looking back, I didn’t know who I was, what I was, where I was.

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food around [one still does to this day], funeral to organise etc etc. My brother’s funeral was a joint one, as sadly his mate that went to the match with also died. It was a massive event for the whole community and the numbers that we could see as we approached our local church was unbelievable. The Archbishop of Liverpool was there as were representatives of Liverpool FC including Scottish Internationals Alan Hansen and Stevie Nicol. Not every one could fit into the church so it was relayed on screens into the parochial church and also on tannoy to the people outside. A Crucifix on a wall of the Church bears their two names under it still today. ‘Never Forgotten!’ Now the funeral took place just three days before the game up at Celtic Park and I didn’t know what to do. Thankfull, I made the right decision. It was a decision that made me realise that I could carry on, and the fact that I did I put down to Celtic FC and the Celtic fans who remained true to the whole ethos of their club by helping those that were in need…. we were in need, and we were helped and I for one will never ever forget that. Looking back to the day of the game, I remember nothing of the journey up there which started from the Liverpool Supporters Club in Anfield, I don’t remember anything from the journey back even, all I remember is being in Celtic Park, being given a Celtic scarf off a fan and being told that ‘We’ll Never Walk Alone’ and that they shared in our sorrow.

I did eventually find him…. in a body bag in the gymnasium at Hillsborough Stadium.

I felt I’d been battered from pillar to post and was at the point where I didn’t know what the hell was going on inside my head.

You see…. I’d been to watch my beloved Liverpool FC attempt to reach an FA Cup Final two weeks earlier on the 15th April. The following two weeks from that infamous date have easily gone down in my life as the worst. From being in the stadium that day [I was one of the lucky ones in the stand] to getting onto the pitch, looking for my 17 year old brother [who I knew was in the terraces behind the goal]. I did eventually find him…. in a body bag in the gymnasium at Hillsborough Stadium. He’d only gone to the game I thought as I checked his clothing to make sure it was him, shock setting in as what I was looking at didn’t seem to register at all. In this shocked state, my brother was then taken from my sight and I was then questioned by officers of the South Yorkshire Police. Questions which included, “How much had my borhter had to drink?” They were already getting their side of the story together! I then had to make phone calls to my family back home in Liverpool. Now, I can’t even speak about that phone call looking back, it’s hard enough writing about it. But it’s fair to say, if there’s ever a point in my life again that I am that low, then I think I’ll ask to be put down! Heartbreaking to have to tell your Mum, Dad, Brother and Sister that their son/brother sin’t coming home. When I see other tragedies happen now, I always think of that moment that somewhere soon, a phone will ring, a door will be knocked upon and some poor soul’s life will never be the same again. I returned home in the early hours of Sunday the 16th to deep, deep despair. The subsequent days that followed were of family and friends coming round, masses being said, Cathedral services, press knocking on the door, cards dropping through the letterbox, complete strangers bringing

The ‘WALK ON’ at that game, I will always say is the best I have ever seen or heard. I remember saying to my mate as I looked around the ground that I couldn’t see any faces, just scarves. There is a picture taken that day of me and my fellow Reds in the Main Stand holding up a ‘You’ll Never Walk Alone’ banner. That day alone I class as being one of the most important of my life and I’ve said ever since, and I have been proved right, that the supporters of Celtic Football Club have stood by us every step of the way in the cause and it is a ‘Just’ cause of ‘Justice for the 96!’ I could go on page after page about the injustices of Hillsborough and what we have had to endure for the last twenty years, about how the British establishment closed rank, police lies, police statements altered to suit their fabrication, the appalling 3.15pm cut off time as not to hear true evidence of their neglect, The Sun and the odious Kelvin McKenzie….the list of shame is indeed long! Finally, as we move towards the 20th anniversary of the deaths of 96 innocent football fans I would like to thank officially on my behalf and that of all at the Hillsborough Justice Campaign, the Jungle Bhoys and all of the wider Celtic family of supporters for their solidarity and friendship throughout the past years…. I/We are proud to know you as friends! Please keep the bereaved families, the survivors and the supporters in your prayers this April. Liverpool & Celtic YNWA - JUSTICE FOR THE 96!

For those wishing to learn of ‘THE TRUTH’ go to www.contrast.org/hillsborough or get hold of the book ‘HILLSBOROUGH THE TRUTH.’ © Stephen Wright

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