It was with great sadness that I learned today of the passing of Archie Wright. Archie was one of the finest Celtic I ever met, perhaps even the best. My Grandfather on my dad's side passed away when I was very young but Archie more than filled that role. A best pal of my dad Jim The Tim, who passed away in 1998, and my Uncle Francey, Archie was a real force of nature. He came from Glasgow but lived in Edinburgh longer than I have yet still had an incredible west coast accent.
For years I sat on Archie's knee on the supporters bus and was lifted over turnstiles all over Britain by him. He looked after me more than anyone did at games and we used to stand in front of the number 2 at Celtic Park. Archie was famous for his outburst that came every time the team emerged from the tunnel "nooooooow then the Celtic, still are THE TIMS"
He was the guy more than anyone who taught me that when we win, we aren't just beating the team in front of us.
His grandson, and lifelong friend, Mark told me yesterday that he was close to the end and I've not really been able to think about anything else since.
I could tell stories about Archie all day but here's one of my favourites. We were down at Love Street in April 1987 and, for the first time in nine years, it looked like Rangers would win the league. Unfazed, Archie kept telling me that if we scored three goals today, that would be 100 for the season. As the game wore on Archie kept telling me the steward along from us was definitely a hun. "He's wee and has the Tommy McLean type face" Archie kept offering up. The whole game Archie moaned about him until Brian McClair got the third goal and the magical 100 was achieved. As we all celebrated, Archie ran right up to the steward and said "There ye go ya humphy backed bastard, fuck yer Rangers!"
Archie was one of the very best. I'll always love him and always miss him.