CIS Cup torture

The pain of watching this game is hard to describe. Thankfully, in extra time, we started to play a bit, and thanks to, cough, Callum Elliot, we're in the quarters of the diddy cup. And the Hobos are out, which makes it all the sweeter! Nade scored a penalty in 34 minutes and then it was like Chinese water torture as we huffed and puffed against a truly awful Dunfermline side. Allowing them to equalise in 84 minutes was unforgiveable, but extra time was aways going to send the result our way. I think it will be a long time before I am back at East End Park on a league visit on this showing. And quite glad i am too, rotten, cold, nasty place.
4-1 was the final scoreline, and was a fair reflection on the night.

&*(%^&%^$%^$%$!!

Words fail me about this one. Craig bloody Brewster. I saw him standing there on the touchline, doing his stupid Roy Of The Rovers leg stretch warm-up, and I knew we were doomed. I knew it. It was a funny old day. After a night in Inverness, a hangover saw me eat the most singularly hideous hot-dog i have ever tasted, but by the end of the 90 minutes it wasn't the only thing that was making me sick.
Why do we do this? Inconsistency will be our downfall. There was nothing for it other than to go out and have more to drink after this, and with another night in Inverness booked, it had to be done. Lovely city. No way I am going back!

Let's All Laugh At Rangers!

There are times as a football fan that are sublime. This was one of them. 4-2 against Rankgers. I thank you Andy Driver, Ibby Tall, Michael Stewart and Kestutis Ivaskevicius! It was such a glorious result that I spent a fair bit of time that followed in the Caley Sample Rooms. And then the Diggers. And then, well...it's all a bit blurry after that!

Miko Madness

I want him paraded through the streets of Ednburgh and then hung, drawn and quartered at the Tron. What on earth was that all about?! Okay, so Miko went down a bit too easy and won his country a penalty. In the end, we were too strong for our Lithuanian friends anyway. But did that stop the crazy weedgie meeja calling for Miko's head on a stick...of course not. And we Jambos are paranoid, are we? There is no malicve towards the Lithuanians at our club, or our Lithuanian-residing owner, is there? Aye, and i'm Barbie.

Well, well, no so super Well

According to many, Motherwell were going to be this season's in-form team, the 'wee' team that dared to challenge the Old Firm. After Saturday, i have to admit I was worried. But Larry Kingston and good old Velicka allayed my fears with two goals in a good 2-0 win with some positive performances. After a wet misrable night at Fir Park last season, I decided to watch this one from the comfort of my own home. I also decided to put on a black wig for the evening...maybe the hair colour needed changed again? You may laugh,. but we won didn't we...

Reflection

Here i am, at Loch Lomond, looking for answers. I found none. But i did get a nice ice cream in Luss.

Celtic 5 Hearts 0 25/08/08

Darkheid indeed



I've only just calmed down. Shit, shit and shit. How bad were Hearts? How bad was it that Hearts were that bad, at fecking Smeltic Park of all places. Sindy does not like to be in a bad mood, let me tell you, but watching that all season - I'll need the Prozac back. 4-5-1 again. With Callum Elliot up front. Callum Elliot, up front, alone, first game of season. Against Celtic. Whoever thought that one up should be writing comedy. Maybe Vlad does. I just don't know anymore. The new stadium plans are fabulous, but what on earth is going on on the pitch. I can't take more of this, that's for sure. Thankfully a trip to see the Eagles of Death Metal ruled me out of the Stirling game, and thankfully a 2-0 win put us intothe next round. But is this what it has come to? Being relieved we are in the next round of the diddy cup? The Mickey mouse cup? The wee cup? yep. Seems like it.

Anyway, after Celtic, I decided to head along to watch the reserves. They lost 2-0 but Celtic had some team out. That highly annoying Jarosik, and the oh-so ugly Gravesen and Rat Boy Riordan. Still, at least Cesny was playing...

Hearts 1 Gretna 1 18/08/07

Where do we go from here?


Hello, I haven't written for a bit. I needed the time to calm down, get drunk, reflect, relax, instead of posting knee jerk reactions.
So, I was excited, as you can see in photo one, season book in hand, a Saturday afternoon game, against Gretna. Surely three points in the bag. It all started to go wrong when the person i go to the games with wanted to take a mate - i said yes, and they went into the dry main stand. Me? I got drenched in the Gorgie, with another mates ticket. On the pitch in front of me, it just wasn't happening, was it? Hearts just never looked like giving Gretna the humping we all wanted. Playing 4-5-1 at home probably ensured that, but we did go ahead, from a brilliant shot, which i reckon wasn't really meant, by wee Andy Driver. But a few minutes later and we let them back into it. Pathetic. On a damp, dreich night, which later turned into a tropical evening of monsoon showers, we departed for the pub. A few in the Caley Sample Room and then the Diggers, where, as you can see i enjoyed a wee short, and wee half of Guinness. And then some. Those tickets i had bought for Celtic Park suddenly seemed a big mistake...

Aberdeen 1 Hearts 1 13/08/07

Hi everyone! That's me in the car on the way up to Aberdeen. And yes, I have dyed my hair, Well, they say blondes have more fun. Let's hope so, eh? And it wasn't too bad at Pittodrie yesterday. That Jonsson looks like a player, even though it was his fault for their goal by that wee *&*&%&^ Nicolson. But please, don't make me go there. But he totally atoned for it in the second half with a gritty display. Personally, I was quite excited to see the lesser spotted Cesnauskis on the bench. The last time I saw him was at Inverness last year, by the pie stand. Maybe that's why he's been out so long.
Anyway, what a goal from Michael Stewart to cancel theirs out though, eh? A Jambo once again definitely.
It was a pretty strange Sunday afternoon affair, as there was no trip to the pub beforehand, and I headed straight home afterwards too. Roll on Saturday when we get the rarity of a Saturday 3pm kick-off. And after Hibs getting that win over Gretna at the weekend, the jammy gits, we really do need to do the same. Not that I think there is much doubt. In fact, I'm so confident, if we lose, I'll dye my hair again!
I'll let you know what happens! Until then. Sx

Hearts 0 Hibs 1 06/08/07

Well, that was a bit of a let-down to say the least. I was so excited about the new season, even if it was on a Monday night for us Hearts supporters, but after two minutes it was already going wrong. I hate Hibs. I hadn't even sat down when they bloody scored, so the only good thing was that I didn't actually see the goal. I have a new season ticket this year, in the rickety old Main Stand at Tynecastle. It's a great seat, and I kind of like it up there in the delapidated old stand.
I hope to go to all the away games too, and after each I have decided to share it with whoever wants to read it, on this, my new blog!
And so, back to the game. Beniusis. Where on earth did they get this one? All the booing was a clear indicator of what the fans thought of him, anyway. I did feel a bit sorry for him, poor lad, but he is seriously not up to the job. It's one Lith out and another in at Hearts,and I can't keep up!
On the plus side,another little Lithuanian who has arrived, er, we're calling him Audrey, name begins with a Ks, looked pretty sharp and talented to me.
Until next time! Sx