Publishing Phil Mac Giolla Bháin’s Downfall – How Rangers FC Self Destructed was my introduction to
social media which, hitherto, I’d only been vaguely aware of.
I learned what the term MSM
meant and of its disdain for “internet bampots” which betrayed contempt for
anyone - journalist or otherwise - not choosing “official” media as a route for
their observations, work or indeed, scoops. The MSM attitude reminded me of BBC
Radio One’s attitude to Punk Rock in the 1970s when the old guard of Tony
Blackburn and the like either ignored Punk Rock or rubbished it, the way their
forefathers had rubbished The Rolling Stones, all hoping the inevitable New Waves
would sink into the sand to forever be forgotten so that they could continue
their comfortable, dry existence. The Internet has provided something akin to
Pirate Radio in the digital age. The music played on Radio Caroline was still
the real deal. Most New Waves however tend to leave a permanent mark for
generations, leaving those who tried to put their fingers in the dyke to stem
the flow looking a bit daft in retrospect, washed out even.
Some MSM reporters on Scottish football seemed to grimace en masse
when the reporting of Phil Mac Giolla Bháin was referred to on-air or in print.
It was like they covered their ears the way Tony Blackburn must have done when
he’d heard Anarchy In The UK, as if
doing so would make “that racket” go away. In fact, Mac Giolla Bháin seems to have been
air-brushed out of the mainstream history of the Rangers story, becoming The
Invisible Journalist. Still, we’ll remember him more than his detractors, just
as we remember Anarchy In The UK more
than we remember Tony Blackburn. Of course, Mac Giolla Bháin was only invisible
to those who chose for whatever reason not to acknowledge his journalistic
scoops in breaking the Rangers story in remarkably prophetic fashion.
Was it jealousy that a lone wolf had taken a scoop from under the
noses of the pack that accounted for Scottish MSM’s silence while others
trumpeted Mac Giolla Bháin’s name from the roof tops, if not the Red Tops? That
would have been understandable. However, these journalists had in some cases left
the story undeveloped for fear of their “access” to the subject being denied if
they ruffled the wrong lamb chops. One wonders what the purpose of journalistic
access is if it is not to report on all deeds and misdeeds of public interest,
unless there were other benefits outweighing any desire to tell the truth...
All this came back to me recently when I noticed some twitter
comments from mainstream journalists regarding Mac Giolla Bháin. After Scottish
SMS having maintained a uniform silence, achieved either by coincidence or by
design, here were references, however fleeting or disparaging, to The Invisible
Journalist. It was like the USSR’s Pravda of the 1980s acknowledging the
existence of long-denied dissidents.Was this Perestroika? The ice of silence momentary thawed when one
journalist tweeted that Mac Giolla Bháin’s journalism was merely “stabs in the
dark.” Another’s tweet implied that Mac Giolla Bháin had been mistaken for a
journalist when he was really just a fantasist.
That got me thinking. Not whether or not Mac Giolla Bháin’s work was
merely “stabs in the dark”. I already knew that wasn’t true. After all, his
work had been vindicated far beyond merely the shores of Scottish mainstream
sports writers. For instance, The Press Gazette had named Mac Giolla Bháin as
the 10th most influential tweeting reporter of 2013. His work had
been praised UK-wide by many, including Channel Four’s chief correspondent, Alex
Thompson and Professor Roy Greenslade of The Guardian. Thompson in fact wrote
the foreword for Mac Giolla Bháin’s Downfall
book and Greenslade wrote the definitive article covering the outraged and
outrageous reaction to the book and The
Scottish Sun’s adoption and then pathetic abandonment of the serialisation
of the same book due to intimidation by some Rangers supporters. Throughout
this time Mac Giolla Bháin has been an active and
respected member of the National Union of Journalists holding several senior
positions in that union. Either all
these accolades were for “a fantasist’s” “stabs in the dark” - or for
well-respected journalism.
Let’s check the facts;
Mac Giolla Bháin in April 2010 broke the story that spelt out the
arithmetic of the Big Tax Case at Rangers.
In November 2010, Mac Giolla Bháin broke the Dallas email story.
In January 2011 Mac Giolla Bháin’s published his scoop on RFC
offering to settle BTC for £10M - this was confirmed in 2012 when FTT published
result.
In June 2011 Mac Giolla Bháin’s piece on Craig Whyte being no
billionaire and using Season Ticket money was published. This at a time when
real “fantasists” were describing Whyte as possessing “wealth off the radar”.
In August 2011 Mac Giolla Bháin published his scoop on Sheriff
Officers at Ibrox, having his own photographer there.
In October 2011 Mac Giolla Bháin predicted that RFC would run out of
money that month - vindicated by Craig Whyte in interview one year later. Whyte’s
Rangers stopped paying tax. Mac Giolla Bháin’s reporting was correct again.
Rangers did run out of money in the October.
In January 2012 Mac Giolla Bháin was predicting imminent insolvency.
In February, once in Administration Mac Giolla Bháin reported that
there was no chance of CVA and that liquidation would take place.
In June 2012 Mac Giolla Bháin’s “stab in the dark” hit the target
again.
In the Postscript to Downfall
Mac Giolla Bháin sketched out the dangers of insolvency for new entity as they
tried to pay topflight wages with bottom tier revenues.
Enough of a track record there, wouldn’t you say, to qualify Mac
Giolla Bháin as a “proper” journalist? Despite this, as witnessed by the recent
Twitter Glasnost, there are those who’s faltering attempts to have a go at the
invisible journalist inevitably see them falling flat on their faces.
Interestingly, another of their number asked Twitter users to “lay off” one of
the Pravda brigade who was getting a bit of metaphorical kicking. What a shame
that such Good Samaritans were generally absent when Mac Giolla Bháin’s editor
of Downfall was having her life
threatened, among other abuse. That shameful lack of support was reminiscent
not so much of a stab in the dark as a stab in the back.
If all Mac Giolla Bháin’s scoops are a fantasist’s stabs in the dark
then Mac Giolla Bháin is a blind-folded knife-thrower you could bet your life
on. Or, perhaps, he’s just an old
fashioned journalist, basing his reporting on solid sources, factual evidence
with a fearless, loud and unrepentant attitude. Eat yer heart out, Tony
Blackburn.