The Tartan Army's licking its wounds after a woeful match in Oslo. Here's Darryl Broadfoot and Ronnie Cully with analysis and a look ahead to Scotland's chances of qualifying now..

George Burley out? Yes, but not now. The bullets are loaded, the finger is on the trigger, but the gun will go off right after the Holland game on September 9.

We can forget about South Africa 2010. We're not going.

It's another telly job for all of us and the only pleasure for some of the Tartan Army will be watching England fail, but at least they'll be there again! Mismatch too much for Hoops Last week, I said anyone but Arsenal for Celtic in the Champions league qualifying draw.

Today, I am trying desperately to put a positive spin on the outcome, but I can't.

I don't think Tony Mowbray's team will qualify because the Gunners play a brand of football that's still not good enough to win the Premiership, but it's too good for Celtic.

It will be hard to bear for many Celtic fans to hear everyone write off their chances of success, especially the English media, who believe every Scottish team is a joke.

I'd love nothing more than for Mogga's Bhoys to produce a result to match Liverpool in 2003, but even then Martin O'Neill emphasised that Celtic punched above their weight to achieve that magical result.

Almost six years on, Celtic knocking out Arsenal over two legs would be the equivalent of Amir Khan knocking out Wladimir Klitschko.

Hindsight is a wonderful thing and, at this moment, the manager is under fire for not picking David Weir, putting James McFadden on the bench, selecting Callum Davidson at left-back, Graham Alexander in a holding role, when Paul Hartley might have been a better option in the 5-0, oops didn't see it, 4-0 gubbing by Norway.

You name it, we've all come up with a reason for the shambles in Oslo last night.

The truth of the matter is George hasn't paid one bit of attention to where we are in the football world and he has disregarded the blueprint that Walter Smith and Alex McLeish followed game in, game out.

We don't have enough technically gifted players to play free-flowing attacking football. We are not good enough to go away from home and force the play even against a poor side like Norway.

Scottish football is financially on its knees and we are in danger of becoming a major minnow at club and inter-national level, unless we realise that we must play to our strengths - and our strength is setting our stall out to be difficult to beat.

Walter and Alex could see it, but George is a dreamer and, for us, the reality is a nightmare as he sets his team out to play a passing game that failed to get any half- decent service to our small strikers up front.

George's after-match assessment went to form - the sending off, the deflected goal, the injuries to centre-halves and, to cap it all off, we can still do it.

I'm sorry George, for the first time, the majority of fans are not buying into the fairytale - they want you to go now. I didn't want you there in the first place, but you've put us in this mess and you might as well finish us off.

When we look back over George's tenure as the national boss in the very near future, the one main ingre-dient he lacked was the respect of the players.

Yes, the same players who would bust a gut to be a part of McLeish and Smith's inter-national set-up.

The miX was right, with the late Tommy Burns giving both managers the perfect bridge to the dressing room.

George brought in Steven Pressley and immediately drove a wedge between him and the team because Elvis is not liked by a number of key players.

Throw in Kris Boyd and Lee McCulloch's departure, cap it all off with Boozegate' and a potential mutiny from other players and the evidence is damning.

Now we are on the verge of missing out on another major tournament and there is no point in handing over the reins to someone else to try and salvage a play-off - we don't have enough time or money to do that.

The SFA will stick by George. Gordon Smith almost certainly will, because he told us he was the right man for the job.

George Burley stays for the moment but, come September, the burning question will be: Who on earth out there will replace him? Magic key to another Gers title

The new SPL season is almost upon us, and after the misery of Setanta's collapse and the quick fix of Sky and ESPN, it's time to get down to the football regardless of how skint our game is.

The top two are predictable in the race for the flag, but I hope Hearts can throw a spanner in the works by mounting a serious threat to the Old Firm domination.

The Tynecastle outfit could go bust before that happens, you never know at that club.

It will be Rangers, Celtic, Hearts, Hibs, Aberdeen and Dundee United in the top six in no particular order.

In the bottom half, I am tipping Falkirk as the side to go down.

Who will be the SPL champions? Rangers - but I reserve the right to change my mind one hour after the transfer window closes. If Madjid Bougherra leaves the reigning champions, all bets are off. It's good to talk, Gordon

Gordon Smith entered Hampden as the new chief executive of the SFA with the promise of new ideas and a more open, decisive culture within the organisation.

Unless Gordon bins the fax machine, updates his contacts book and starts picking the phone up, all of that looks unlikely.

In this very paper, Barry Ferguson criticised his handling of the Boozegate' affair but Gordon dismissed the article as a deliberate attempt to hamper Scotland's chances of defeating Norway.

The real issue is Gordon, on a number of occasions, has failed to communicate in a professional manner with people - whether it be Ferguson, Graeme Souness or Mark McGhee.

Mr Smith has some good ideas and I want him to succeed, but he needs to brush up on his communication skills.