Posts Tagged: Hibernian


11
Mar 10

Mince and Tatties 03

The trouble with running a blog and having to take compulsory family holidays is that while your correspondent was working his way down the slopes in an Elvis-esque way (by which I mean a fat sweaty guy wearing a jumpsuit and ornate scarf, all the while high on painkillers following a comedy fall in the car park on the morning of the first day), the world of Scottish football moved on without me.

And if you thought finding out anything about Scottish football was a complete bastard here in Holland, trying to find out who won the game between Peterhead and Dumbarton whilst atop a mountain somewhere in the middle of Germany is next to impossible.

So it was that in more or less complete ignorance I returned home, frustratingly unaware of anything that had transpired while I was gone. And yes, ignorance is bliss and all that, but for someone running a blog, ignorance is fatal. But, truth be told, having been away from the laptop for as long as I have been, it has been refreshing to have a break from the pressure of getting Inside Left into the number 87 spot in the Scotblog awards for next year.

Aye, I was getting used to not having to spend my evening researching articles for the site (no really, I dont just make this shit up, some real actual research takes place) and apathy was starting to set in, so it is with some degree of Herculean effort that I dragged myself back behind the keyboard and back onto these pages. So to quote Bill Hicks “it’s great to be here wherever I am, I always like it when I’m here”.

Spoiler: most of what you are about to read is pretty old hat. Apologies in advance… Continue reading →


5
Feb 10

The Scottish Cup Cavalcade!

Back in the day when an Aberdeen appearance in a Scottish Cup final was a reasonably regular occurrence, the prospect of playing some lower Division canon-fodder was generally greeted in the same manner that the owner of an abattoir welcomes another delivery of mangy cows and sheep to his premises. We’d hack and slice our way through our hapless opponents in a determined, if not always pretty fashion, to emerge victorious and quite often blood stained at the end of it all. Yes, football was a man’s game in them days…

But oh, how the ravages of time have made a seemingly innocuous game against a team that’s fourth from the bottom of the First division the sort of affair that would have you watching the highlights from behind the sofa through the fingers of your hands, your buttocks clenched so tight that not even the most perfectly formed gaseous excretions could get out, and cramp sets in after the first five minutes.

I realise I am being rather hard on my beloved AFC of late (ref: our previous posting), but fuck it, I feel like a right spanner walking around IKEA on a Saturday morning in my replica top being pointed and laughed at by small children; the parents are generally not much better either. Things have got to change, starting tomorrow. So, back the meat wagon up against the doorway at Stark’s Park and herd those Raith Rovers players into the whirling knives of our killer attack.

Oh, there are some other games on as well, by the way. Continue reading →


28
Jan 10

A 10 point-gap in the SPL: is the season over?

Travelling back home through Gatwick last night, I quickly checked the football scores before switching off the phone for the flight. At the time, Rangers where winning 1-0 against St Mirren and Celtic where 1-0 up against Hibs.

Nothing unusual in that I thought, but as an illustration of the fragility of the Old Firm this season, by the time I landed in Rotterdam, Celtic had somehow managed to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory, and websites across the nation decreed the end of the Scottish football season for 2009/10. Continue reading →


25
Jan 10

Damn you Andrew Little! (or: “The Scottish Fitba Review”)

In a remarkable weekend of Scottish fitba in which the league leaders across all four divisions either saved or dropped valuable points in injury time, Inside Left comes out smelling of roses, as the predictions we made on Friday turn out to be almost correct.

I was actually a minute or so away from cleaning up at the bookies until Rangers youngster Andrew Little scored to earn the defending champions a point, and deny Hearts their win at Ibrox in six years. The potential winnings would not have meant retiring to a life of golf and international jet travel, but it would have meant an upgrade from the usual “6 small margueritas” to the more decadent “3 medium margueritas” down at our local Dominos.

T’was not to be however, all of which means that this will be the last time I’ll be bemoaning the failure of “the emergence of young talent coming through the ranks” and all that bollocks. I mean, the 91st minute. At Ibrox. I ask you.. Continue reading →


22
Jan 10

Scottish Fitba Weekender

Thank goodness all that Cup nonsense is out of the way.  It’s Saturday, meaning there’s nae work, only good ‘ole League Football. This weekend sees a full fixture list across all four divisions, which given recent meteorological events is a rare occurance indeed. Is this perhaps the first signs of the Second Coming? Well, quite possibly, given our first fixture this weekend.. Continue reading →