Ange Postecoglou has been sacked by Nottingham Forest after just 40 days in charge, ending one of the shortest managerial reigns in Premier League history and leaving many Celtic supporters reflecting on how far he has fallen since leaving Glasgow.
The former Celtic manager was dismissed on Saturday night after Forest’s 3–0 home defeat to Chelsea, a result that left them winless under his watch and hovering near the relegation zone. The club confirmed the news in a terse statement, citing “a series of disappointing results and performances.”
It’s a brutal outcome for a coach who left an indelible mark at Celtic Park. Postecoglou’s two seasons in charge of the Hoops delivered five trophies out of six, including a historic treble in his final campaign. More than silverware, he reignited belief at Paradise and restored Celtic’s trademark attacking style after the chaos of the 2020/21 season.
From Paradise to Premier League Struggles
Postecoglou’s move to England was supposed to cement his reputation as a modern, progressive manager. His spell at Tottenham began brightly before turbulence set in, but few could have predicted how swiftly things would unravel at Nottingham Forest. Winning a trophy at Spurs was not enough to keep him in a job in London, but the Forest spell felt doomed from the off.
Forest, under the ownership of Evangelos Marinakis, have become synonymous with managerial turnover and inconsistent recruitment. Even for a coach of Postecoglou’s conviction, 40 days was barely enough time to leave a footprint.
Former Celtic striker Chris Sutton summed up the situation perfectly on social media, saying, “Ange better off out of Forest… what chance did he have?” It’s a question that will resonate with many who admired the Australian’s work in Glasgow.
Celtic Fans Remember the Good Times
At Celtic Park, Postecoglou’s name still carries enormous respect. He brought players like Kyogo Furuhashi, Reo Hatate, and Jota to the forefront, building a side that thrilled supporters with relentless attacking football. His “Angeball” philosophy became part of Celtic culture, uniting the fans behind a clear vision and a winning team.
While his time in England has hit a rough patch, the Celtic support won’t judge him by what’s happened at Forest. For most, he’ll always be the man who rebuilt Celtic from the rubble, restored pride to Paradise, and left with the Hoops back on top of Scottish football.
Ange Postecoglou’s Forest chapter might have lasted only 40 days, but in the eyes of the Celtic faithful, his Hoops legacy remains untouched. He’s always welcome back at Celtic Park.
“Always welcome back to celtic park”
What for the half time draw?
I would say that Ange would be welcomed by the supporters at Celtic.
Hope that Forest paid him off well.
If Rodgers gets the sack or decides to move on, we could do a lot worse.
One thing is for sure: had he been manager/coach at the time, he would not have let Oh go. Let’s all remember that Oh is worth upward of 30 million now and Rodgers let him go for peanuts. Too much politics from Rodgers!!!
BR has failed to win a domestic treble on his return. None of his signings have been worth a cup of cold piss other than Schmeichal for 1st 6 months last year. His entirely predictable, boring, bland style isn’t cutting it. With Ange, even if we lost it was watchable, with the Rhat even if we win it’s unbearable. 2-0 down at half time because we leaked a goal and he changes nothing until half time, why not change the shape before? This squad doesn’t want to play for BR, just look at CCV and you’ll see how far back he’s gone. Scales is too slow to defend a high backline which is why we bought Trusty? Where’s Donovan yesterday? How’s Schmeichal the fat pudding still playing? Who in the back room staff pointed at Nygren and went “yeah he’s the very fella” and to insist on Nygren Hatate and Calmac in a mid 3 is fuckin lunacy; zero control of midfield, no tackle no bite pile of shite
Brendan needs gone, it’s that simple. If I was stranded on a desert island with only a trifle and BR, I’d eat BR and talk tae the trifle, he’s a waffling shitgibbon