110 years of shame did not, alas, come to an end yesterday afternoon. Instead it was cemented (nay concreted) into the history of Hibernian FC..
Yesterday was a day of great sadness in Leith. For our team, no longer Leith scallwags but a bunch of diehards (without the die hard spirit) mercenaries, did not even attempt to earn their blood diamonds.
Who are these ineffectual cheats that play only to the galleries for their wages and who do not play with pride, passion or spirit? Who was it that lost to a team of numpties that can’t even afford their own stadium and who have only one player, Rudi Skakel, of any consequence. (But that’s one more than Hibernian FC.)
Our club anthem had particular relevance yesterday.
My heart was broken, my heart was broken.
Sorrow Sorrow Sorrow Sorrow.
My heart was broken, my heart was broken.
(Repeat, Ad infinitum)
But it was broken not through bad luck or by a better team. It was broken by 11 (or so) men who did not have the dignity to play for the green and white shirts of Hibernian FC.
They should trudge back into Leith with their heads hung low. If they must.
They should resign en-masee and put our under 19′s out next season.
Having thought about Calderwood’s signing of 31 year old “Junior” Agogo (he’s not THAT Junior at 31) for the Hibees I am wondering if it is worth a trip to Easter Road; if only to hear the Einstien Agogo riff when he scores.
I don’t think anything has put as much of a smile on my face , as a Hibby, for many a month. (Sorry; year.)
But you didn’t have to be an Einstien to work that out.
“Sol Bamba is playing a blinder on his debut for Leicester City. He’s really endearing himself to fans here.” (BBC Radio Five Live)
Bastard Bamba
He played a blinder for Dunfermline against Hibs in the cup semi before we bought him and now he’s doing the same in England. He has scored the opener in 30 seconds for Leicester in the third round of the FA cup against Manchester City!
Work wise I was run off my feet once again and almost literally in December which proved to be extraordinarily challenging due to the shitness of the weather and the fact that I was researching all over the country. It was a real struggle, very stressful indeed.
Some great clients which include STV, Ampersand, Corporation Pop, 60 Watt, nmp and LA Media from last year. But added a few too including Gill’s Cruise Centre, Paligap, and The Usability Lab.
My golf stank pretty much from start to finish and I had a poor Arran and a poor St Andrews. However one highlight was an Eagle 3 on the par 5 second in the club championships first round. I won that but went out in round two. However Forty years of failing to Eagle were finally over. (Tom got about 6 last year alone).
Musically it was a big return to form after very poor shows in both 2008 and 2009.
I’ve already posted my tracks of the year elsewhere which will give you an idea of my top ten albums, but for the record, these are they…
I’m New Here by Gil Scott Heron
Band of Joy by Robert Plant
The Courage of Others by Midlake
Queen of Denmark by John Grant
The Suburbs by The Arcade Fire
Sky at Night by I am Kloot
Elektonische Music Experiment – German Rock and Electronic Music 1972 – 1983
Write About Love by Belle and Sebastian
The Lady Killer by Cee Lo Green
Seasons of my Soul by Rumer
My blog had a record year, just, with 340,000 hits, up 45,000 on last year and beating 2008 by only 1,000. As a result I hit the million mark last week and raised over £1,000 for St Columba’s Hospice in the process. Thanks to all who contributed.
I did two music quizzes (one in Edinburgh and one in Manchester) for NABS and these raised £3,500
The Hibees were a farce from year start to end and our Scottish cup hopes look less plausible than for a very long time. Looks like we’ll be going at least 110 years before winning it again.
Theatre again played a big part in my year.
My role as a director of The Lyceum developed and I thought Mark Thomson had a vintage year. Every show was a hit in some form or other and the highlights for me were The Beauty Queen of Leenane, Confessions of a Justified Sinner, The Price and The Importance of Being Earnest.
FCT had another good year, my first at the helm and I’d like to thank the fab committee for their support. Two great shows in Just So and Guys and Dolls and another ENDA award. Annie’s next but no decision yet on the festival. Our away day in October was deemed a great success.
Amy started at Uni and is working hard as she has done all year at Dakota. She bought a virtually new car herself ( a Toyota Yaris) and I was really proud of her for being so focussed to be able to do this. Ria is working hard at school and did really well in her standard grades. Tom isn’t and didn’t.
Tom’s golf continued to improve and his handicap went from 11 to 7.
Sadly Jeana’s blossoming work at Suntrap came to an end when the funding was pulled. She was devastated and I suspect still is.
We holidayed in California and it was a tram smash of a holiday from start to finish, summed up by this video…
In books I didn’t read much. I am enjoying Freedom by Jonathon Franzen but the best of the year was the Red Riding Quadrilogy by David Peace.
fantastic series of horrific police brutality .
And my movie of the year? Well, I saw over 20 movies at the flicks this year and a lot of real quality. But I plump for The Social Network. A Prophet was great as was Monsters and The Road, but David Fincher surpassed himself with an amazing script by Aoron Sorkin.
TV show of the year? No Question. Mad Men (we’re playing catch up and only nearing end of season two but it’s fabulous).
In reality TV The Apprentice continues to kick ass.
Digital gizmo of the year? My iPad… but also my Canon 450 D. An up and down year on the camera front but happy with my lot and looking for a Canon 5D Mk 1 and a new 28mm prime lens to move on a level in 2011.
Idiot of the Year? Won hands down by Nick Clegg. Only cos he sold his soul to the devil. But he was run close by those fools that lead our government. You know who they are. Tony Blair continued to make a right fucking dick of himself and the legacy of Kenny Macaskill is not away yet with Magrahi in the rudest of health.
Sadly I lost a number of friends during the year; Myles, Kathy and Jim, I’ll miss you all. God bless and love to all of your families.
Wife of the year? Jeana Gorman. 21st year running. How can she bear it?
Put it this way. Icouldn’t live with me. Still.
And so to 2011.
My hopes?
Hibees win the Scottish Cup. (That’s just stupid. Ed.)
Tom gets down to a 4 handicap.
I win something, anything, at Golf.
The kids do well at school and uni.
I am healthy throughout. (And lose rather a lot of weight.)
It's nice that Nish got a hattrick. But this will be his memory of it.
You sit down to watch probably the poorest match of the season (The Sky commentators were not exactly overwhelming in their early minutes enthusiasm) and then…BBBBAAAAANNNGGGG. The match of the season unfolds.
OK. Good for you. Glad you liked it. Glad we could entertain you. You can fuck off now. This is for the brothers.
Now. Let’s get down to basics.
If you are a Hibs fan , couch (like me) or terracing (like Will) you have to feel that this performance on top of the last 17 is more than unacceptable. Played out, as it was, on national TV we we looked like schoolboys, playing, it must be said, schoolboys.
Our team managed by the enthusiastic young goon that heads PE and theirs by the enduring old git, the Heedie.
The hare trapped well, the wise old tortoise caught up.
Yuk.
Really, this game was one of the most embarrassing advertisements for Scottish football that I think I have ever seen.
If Thicot (thicko) made one pass count I’d be surprised. Every single shot seemed to go in. Hibs were denied two stone wall penalties and Motherwell even missed one.
It was inept (from both sides) from start to finish.
I despair of our game, and especially my team, because this is not a pretty sight.
Goals? Sure. Quality? Aye right.
Celtic and Rangers are very poor football teams and yet they STILL dominate our game.
We, the scrappers, in a huge game, had to play in a sandpit and act like kids.
Barf.
Utterly scunnering.
I have to say Yogi’s naive enthusiasm is endearing. But 2 wins in 17 at the business end of the season?
One more chance. One only.
Well, you can take that fucking smile off yir face eh?
Celtic have 95% possesion. (Or so you’d believe listening to the commentary; when in actual fact they have 52%)
They have 16 corners.
We have 2.
They have endless chances. We have next to none (or so you’d believe listening to the commentary; when in actual fact they have only a few more than us. Well, 9.)
They go one up in 4 minutes then miss and miss and miss.
Hibs sit within touching distance of the top of the league. Of course all will be nought should the Huns take the spoils on the 27th - but the fact remains that John Hughes has made a transformation at Easter Road. The big difference is not losing to the likes of Hamilton (apart from Hamilton) having raised our game the week before against the Old Firm and Hearts (we lost to Celtic and only drew with Rangers and Hearts).
Hibs aren’t even playing that well. But what we are witnessing is a remarkable manager in his element.
Why is he remarkable? Because he has done what others couldn’t; strung results together, brought the changinmg room together, got great performances out of mercurial talent (Zemmama specifically) and made good signings (Stack, Millar and Stokes).
He has a good team, which is astonishing in itself given the transfer activity at the slope, but needs must and Petrie has done a great job in steadying the ship and now, hopefully, the club will continue to invest sensibly on the pitch (see Stokes for evidence).
I am, once again, proud to be a Hibby (I always was actually) and look forward to the second part of the season with anticipation.
OK, the league and cup double may only be a dream, but it is NOT an impossibility.
Thank you John Hughes. You are a magician and everyone who follows Hibs owes you a great deal.
Gradually Petrie is being vindicated, as I have mostly supported. (He’s had some amazing transfer deals – Whittaker, Brown and Fletcher in particular.)
Intake of breath…we have a team. Have you seen Liam Miller? Wotherspoon? Zemmama (on form)?
I was just talking to Lee, my Hearts fan colleague, about how nice it was to see Hibs joint top of the league and Hearts joint bottom and he went and got all upset, libelous about Yogi and basically acted like you’d expect a Hearts fan to act when his team is £30 odd million in debt and joint bottom of the league.
He had to revert to boasting about the fact that they were top of the crap teams last year. And then he had the audacity to slag Hibs for being one down at half time against St Mirren. As if it mattered what the score was at half time. I don’t actually ever recall points being awarded for first half performances do you?
Last night I went to see Copenhagen at The Lyceum. A play about nuclear physics nd mathematics. If you read my previous post you’ll know I found it a kinda boring experience, but I’d gladly have gone every night for a week in preference to watching this cack in a freezing cold Tynecastle Stadium. What a lot of shite. The quality of play defied belief and given that a strong wind blew throughout you’d have thought the players might have opted to play the ball near the ground.
Nope.
Astonishingly the only goal of the game came from a goal kick INTO the wind by Hibs goalie Yves Makalamity that fell at Riordan’s feet on the edge of the box. He was pulled down for a penalty and scored.
I cannot conceive of when I would next choose to go to a Scottish professional football game. The three I’ve been to this year have ALL been crap.
We were in the corporate hospitality bit, but they ran out of hospitality grub before the match before anyone in our group had had a bite to eat. Very impressive.
Liam Doherty is the son of a very good friend of mine and so it was with a sense of pride that I read this report in the Evening News last night.
Doherty is spot on as Hibs fans retain Edinburgh Charity Cup
Published Date: 06 April 2009
By JAMES McGACHIE
TYNECASTLE once again hosted the annual Edinburgh Charity Cup match – and, after a dramatic penalty shoot-out finale, it was Hibs captain Duncan Smith who lifted the trophy for the third year in a row.
This year’s competition was sponsored by Action Scaffolding and Children with Cancer and Leukaemia Advice and Support for Parents (CCLASP) is this year’s chosen beneficiary.
The supporters have raised more than £33,000 for local charities over the past three years and there are high hopes that Sunday’s attendance of 350 fans will enable last year’s total of £11,500 to be beaten.
With both sides keen to make the early breakthrough, the game started at a frantic pace and Hearts came closest after nine minutes when Mike Brown took advantage of a defensive lapse to race through and drill a powerful shot against the Hibs goalkeeper, Andy Auld.
That spurred the visitors into action and, seconds later, Ross Pryde had the opportunity to break the deadlock. But his header from a pinpoint cross from Daniel Burns failed to trouble the Hearts goalkeeper, Bruce Pringle.
The best chance of the first half fell to Hearts’ striker Craig Dickson, who beat the Hibs defence to a Russell Hogarth corner and only a superb reflex save from Auld prevented his powerful header from finding the net.
Hibs started the second half with the greater urgency and it came as no surprise when the visitors took the lead ten minutes after the break when Declan Brady showed good vision to put David Wright into space. The youngster raced through on goal before unleashing a powerful effort beyond Pringle and into the top corner from the 18-yard line.
Hearts restarted the game with a renewed vigour and that prompted referee Paul Hanlon to flash his yellow card at Hearts’ Bruce Hogarth and Hibs’ Sean Lally in quick succession, an edge then being added to the encounter that saw a good number of cautions follow thereafter. Hearts continued to press forward and their equaliser came with 20 minutes remaining.
Oli Li played a well-crafted free-kick into the penalty area, where Craig Dickson was on hand to lash the ball home for the equaliser, to the delight of the home fans.
Both sides had chances to win the game but, with the scores equal after 90 minutes, the tie went straight to penalties. After a tension-filled shootout in which both sides had already missed two penalties, it was Jamie Little who suffered the agony of failing to find the back of the net in sudden death and Hibs’ Liam Doherty stepped up to ensure the trophy was retained by the visitors with a 10-9 shootout win.
The victory left Hibs’ coach Fraser Ogilvie, a former youth player at Easter Road and in his second year of managing the side, delighted.
“We seemed to be nervous at half-time and I had to tell the players there was nothing to be nervous about, it was a game of football, 11 against 11, and we could do it.
“I think we played better in the second half,” he said.
“When it goes to penalties it’s a lottery, though, and we hadn’t even practised penalties in training, so I’m just happy we managed to retain the trophy.”
Hearts’ captain Brian Whitson was disappointed but, nonetheless, felt the real aim of the match had been met.
He said: “Charity is the overall winner, there’s not doubt about that. But I’m just a bit disappointed for the guys to have lost it, and to have lost it on penalties as well.
“As a Hearts fan, playing at Tynecastle never loses its appeal though. I don’t think I’ll be playing next year, but I said that last year too so we’ll see what happens!”
Jambos coach Calum Anderson felt his side had done themselves proud, saying: “It is disappointing to lose this one as we’d played a lot of good football and I think we surprised Hibs. Our players can hold their heads high, though.”
Hibs captain Duncan Smith was of the view that his side had to dig deep for the win. He said: “It was definitely easier last year, and I’m saying that even though I think we had a better squad this year.
“We had three young boys in the side – Steven Togneri, Declan Brady and David Wright. We relied on them to come up with the goods and they did us proud.
“At half-time, we realised we had to keep putting in the hard work and, thankfully, it paid off in the end with the win. This is the third year I’ve lifted the trophy and I wonder if I get to keep it now!”
John Pryde, a member of the Edinburgh Charity Cup committee, emphasised the focus of the day was on charity, saying: “The match itself was pretty incredible, its always a bit up in the air when it comes down to penalties at the end.
“The charity, CCLASP, is always one that pulls the heart strings and it was a firm favourite amongst the committee, and I’m just glad that we can help out in such a positive way for everyone involved.
“We’re hoping to get Easter Road next year if Hibs are willing to let us have the game there again and we’ll certainly be approaching the club.”
It's 107 years since this bastard graced the Easter Road Trophy room.
As I sit here 35 minutes from the most anticipated match in a long time (Hibs v Hearts in the 4th Round of The Homecoming Scottish Cup) I can’t help feeling dread. The last time the cabbage played the Jambo scum in the cup we got turned over, a doing, absolutely banjaxed. 4 – 0 it was at Hampden and it was a total embarrasement.
I have to say that I am not in the least bit confident. I don’t feel Mixu has really imposed himself on the club and the team is totally unpredictable.
That said Hearts don’t like Easter Road, just as we don’t ike Tynie.
However my prediction is for a 1 – 1 draw today and for them to win the replay 3 – 1.
Then they can sing about it being 108 years since we won the cup.
Which is also a major embarrassment.
Half Time Update . We’re down to ten men, We’re one down, the goalie is crocked, but he did, yet again gift the Jambos a goal. My prediction now looks WILDLY optimistic. And what makes matters worse is that Hearts are pure pish like. we only play well against better teams and Hearts are not a better team.
It makes me laugh till I spew reading the angst emanating from Ibrox about Kris Boyd being sold. What? The family jewels sold off to a bigger and richer club, (Birmingham City) just when they were doing well.
Well, now you know how it feels!
Thomson, Miller, Whittaker, Murray and, over the fence, Caldwell, Killen, Riordan, Brown and that’s probably not all of them that have been ripped out of Easter Road in the last few years and it’s no different at Hearts or Dundee Utd.
Shadenfruede?
You bet.
(Oh and I believe they’re after Andy Driver at Hearts. Bloody hypocrites.)
I have so many mixed feelings about the Hibees that I wouldn’t know where to start listing them.
They beat Celtic today, fair and square. They must be a good team then. So how come they lost to Inverness, and drew with Aberdeen, St Mirren and Falkirk. It’s ridiculous and neverending. It shows a total sign of lack of commitment because clearly the squad has the ability, but not the focus.
It totally pisses me off.
So we beat Celtic, so what?
However ,we did score a quite extraordinary goal which got the commentators all frothy at the mouth.
It was more goalkeeping pish than striking brilliance, but here it is anyway.
John Rankin, enjoy your moment in the sun.
Oh, and if you think that’s bad. Try this…
Same comment applies.
We beat Celtic (last year), lose to all the fodder around us and finish nowhere. Helped along the way by a Boruc calamity.
Oh well, might as well be totally pish at everything.
As a Scottish foootball fan one has two options: support the Old Firm (either half will do) or follow your heart and stay local.
I chose that route and support Hibernian FC.
When it comes to your country the choice is rather more restricted. Therefore I support Scotland.
Today I watched my country play Macedonia in what was a very important game. What I witnessed was what I see week in week out from my club team. Complacency.
Scotland, in the first half, against a team ranked 50 or so places behind them in the FIFA rankings were out-fought, out-thought and out-bothered. Scotland didn’t give a fuck. It was a really disappointing thing to see, post Euro 2008 badluckness. Sure, it was a different thing in the second half, when it was a race against time.
‘It was too hot’ they’ll say. But it was the Macedonians who were most suffering at the end. So that is no excuse.
I think the comparison to being a Hibs fan is very relevant here. Week in, week out Hibs fail to beat the rank and file (like St mirren, say) but come the glamour tie all the stops are pulled out (The Old Firm and Hearts).
Scotland can turn it on, big style, against France, Italy and, no doubt, the Dutch but an eminently beatable Macedonian team screwed it for us once again for lack of application.
By the way, I fucking hate, naye loathe, Skopje. I slept in the train station overnight there in 1983 and it was full of fucking idiots. 30 degree heat all night and folk pacing about in leather studs and chains. I honestly don’t know how I got out of there alive.
Not a particularly good European campaign for the Hibees this summer. Three defeats, no goals scored, a veritable humping from a merely warming up Barcelona under the inspired leadership of Messi. Yes, it was, very Messi indeed.
Mixu was at least honest enough to admit that Hibs were given a real lesson. I wonder if we are about to see the start of the implications of selling 11 or so internationals over the last three years.
Anyway at least the Jambo scum were happy. Gives them five minutes free from contemplation about how their team can survive until the end of the season.
I have supported Rangers’ dogged and boring progress through Europe but I am not, repeat not, a closet Hun. And they couldn’t have achieved it without ripping the guts out of The Hibees first 11.
This is funny. Thanks Mike.
One thing I am 100% behind them on is condemnation of the stance that the SFA have done nothing to further the cause of the Scottish game.
That’s the old gag and phoenetic translation of Hibees’ new manager’s name; Mixu Paatelainen. But I tell you what, new manager or not, I’d not be rushing to bet on Hibs putting Inverness Caley Thistle out of the cup this afternoon. I hope these are non-prophetic words. But time will tell.