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Hibs: The Last Three Years – Part One

I wasn’t sure what to write about given that I wasn’t in Ayr on Saturday and haven’t really seen much footage of it.  It was a good win.  A good shut out for Ross Laidlaw and the team.  It’s also landed us on 70 points, not Hearts nor Rangers have 70 points this season.  Only Livingston (78) and Celtic (94) have more points than us across the leagues.  Pretty good.  Aberdeen could reach it but no one else will.

Anyway, I have a strange feeling at the moment.  While delighted to be receiving the Championship Trophy on Saturday coming, I’ve also got a little sense of loss.

It’s nothing to do with going out in the semi of the cup.  I coped with that.  As most of us did.  It’s more to do with feeling like we’ve just said goodbye to three incredible years.  We’re moving on and a new chapter is opening.

The relegation was a sore day.  A very sore one.  On a day when Malpas tried to fight with fans in the crowd and Hibs threw away a two goal advantage at home.  It was just awful.  A truly devastating day in the history of this beautiful club.

Then there came hope.  Leeann Dempster could have changed her mind about coming to the club, we weren’t in the prem any more and she could have walked away.  She didn’t, she saw there was work to be done and I’m glad she wanted to take on the task.

Picking Alan Stubbs was a good decision.  I glance at my replica Scottish Cup almost every day and thank Leeann for not landing us with Ian Cathro.  We’d have probably been in league two by now if she had.

There was a feeling amongst Hibs fans that this might just be the kick up the arse we needed.  We DID need to rebuild and we did HAVE to have a good look at ourselves.  We’d partied about Hearts getting relegated yet we’d slipped down with them.  Time to get the mirror out and have a good look at ourselves.

We had competition in the league.  Hearts had been relegated as well and Rangers were floating about.  In my heart I wanted us to go straight back up but in my head I was saying we might not.  We had to rebuild literally from scratch.  It would have been a fairytale to have gone straight back up but it didn’t happen.

It was a season of mixed fortunes.  Some memorable wins over Rangers including the 4-0 win at Easter Road Christmas present on the 27th of December.  Wins over Hearts as well.  Silly losses to Queen of the South and Raith Rovers.  Stubbs was doing well.  He’d brought in our current captain, Sir David Gray, Fraser Fyvie and Liam Fontaine who are still with us as well as Malonga, Farid el Alagui and Scott Allan.  Malonga did well but didn’t settle properly although has the club in his heart.  Farid was unlucky with his injury and Scott Allan was great for us, would have flourished with us but chose the money and headed along the M8 to Celtic.

His Celtic career never took off and he’s out on loan to relegated Rotherham.  If ever a footballer chose to finish his own career it would be him.  Too big for Championship Hibs.  Look at us now, you probably should have stayed, Scott.  Of course, I don’t blame him entirely, he just had the wrong advice.  A money hungry agent, no doubt.

We finished that season second in the Championship.  Disappointing? Yes.  We went through the playoff and lost.  Dreadful.  Yet we’d gotten to the quarter final of the League Cup and the semi final of the Scottish Cup.  Was it really that bad a season? We’d come a long way under Alan Stubbs.  We couldn’t really complain about that.

Season 2015/2016 was a biggie.  Liam Craig moved on, the captain hadn’t impressed.  Malonga was on his way.

The in door opened and James Keatings crossed the city to join us, Martin Boyle joined us on a contract, Marvin Bartley arrived from Leyton Orient, John McGinn came to us from St Mirren and we welcomed him with open arms, Dylan McGeouch made the move from Celtic and then the signing of Darren McGregor.  Life long Hibs fan, he’d been released from Rangers.  We brought him home.  He belonged at Easter Road.

Just some of the amazing deals that would be done that season.  Stubbs was preparing for a huge season.

There were some stupid losses in the league that season.  A 2-1 defeat at Dumbarton right at the start of the season.  A 1-0 defeat at Ibrox not long after, that should have been our game.

We picked up Liam Henderson on loan from Celtic in August and he would be ours for the season.

For the second season running we went out the challenge cup early but that wasn’t our focus.  Our focus was promotion but somehow, as we focussed on that we ended up going on two cup runs, the League and the Scottish.

On that run we punted teams from all leagues aside.  Hearts would have us at Tynecastle and then go two nil up in the Scottish.  Paul Hanlon and Jason Cummings would take the party back to Easter Road where Jason would win the tie.

We would be in the League Cup Final only to be defeated 2-1 by Ross County.  Annoying, yes.

Our league performances faltered and closing in to the Scottish Cup semi we lost our keeper to an apprent contact lens ban.  We were stuck with a goalkeeping nightmare.  Until Conrad Logan hit the radar.  Suffered a bad injury, unfit but available, Alan Stubbs said yes.

How we love that Stubbsy said yes.  Clearly unfit, Logan took to the Hampden pitch for the semi final against Dundee United.  He was mocked.

What Conrad Logan showed was that you can be unfit but if you have a clear footballing mind you can win.  He was like a cat around his goal. He had a keepers eye and he showed that in the penalties. He was class in a fairly large glass.  Hibs were in the final.

Hibs hadn’t been able to account for themselves in the league and finished third, another year in the Championship.  However, we were in the Scottish Cup Final against new promoted Rangers.  We knew how to beat them.  We just had to do it in this game.

Anthony Stokes, a loan player from Celtic since January, had failed to woo me in five months.  I could see no reason why this would change on the 21st of May 2016.

On that sunny day in May, almost a year ago, Stokes ran out at Hampden with one clear goal in mind – Beat Rangers.  It was written all over him and it leaked out to his team-mates.  Nothing showed more intent than his two goals, the first at three minutes and his second to level the team as they’d gone behind to Rangers.  2-2 at eighty minutes.  It was headed for extra time.

Then it happened.  At 90+2 Liam Henderson drifted in a corner that club captain, David Gray headed into the net.  Hibs were on the brink of history.

A footballing miracle.  Hibs had dumped that 114-year hoodoo. We’d won the Scottish Cup.  At last, at last, at last.

Hibs fans ran onto the pitch.

 

Scottish Cup magic ends but the pride in Hibs goes on

“Here we go, two in a row”.

We sung it and we sung it proud because from the very start of this seasons defence of our cup win we believed we could do it.  And why not? We, as a championship team, had won it last season leaving premiership teams in our wake as we headed to the final to break our 114 year Scottish Cup drought.

The season 2016/17 was all about promotion, that was the job given to Neil Lennon and his men.  Automatic promotion was the goal and anything else was a bonus.  This past season the cup would be a bonus.

Then the singing section came up with “here we go, two in a row” and it felt right.  If nothing else then the song built the excitement and the wonder that maybe, just maybe, we could go that far.  It would be immense.

Still, the main aim of the entire season was the automatic promotion.  We didn’t want play offs, we wanted automatic and that’s why we put our faith in Neil Lennon.  He delivered.  Our season was sloppy, too many draws that potentially could have been wins but hey, they could have been losses as well. We did it, we became Champions with games to spare and a semi-final to go into where we could just relax.

Saturday 22nd April 2017.  Thousands of Hibby’s rise at stupid o’clock for a 12.15 kick off at Hampden.  I could launch into a fifteen thousand word essay about these ridiculous kick-off times for the semi’s but who would actually take notice? Not the SFA, not Police Scotland and not Sky Sports.

Personally I had one leg out of my bed for about an hour and I was classing this as being half up.  The sun was shining through the curtains, the brain was saying it was a brilliant day for footy, the body was saying otherwise.  The body was saying “six weeks on a sun lounger in Spain wouldn’t go astray” (long week).

Anyway, it was what it was and the sports channels dictate the times and we had to go with it.  Twenty thousand Hibees would turn up to Hampden to help Hibs defend the Scottish Cup.

Help they did.  Singing from the word go, you’d think there was only one set of fans in the HQ of Scottish football.  Our fans were AMAZING.  Yet that is no surprise.  In recent years we’ve upped our game, we’ve kept the faith and we’ve shown it.  We grumble at times but we always have the right to and the grumbling it usually spot on.  That doesn’t stop us supporting this team to death.

The first minute of the semi-final was a complete nightmare.  No one can deny that.  John McGinn is surrounded, the ball gets taken off him, our defence is a shambles and BANG, inside 15 seconds Adam Rooney puts Aberdeen 0-1 up.

Hibs just hadn’t turned up and we were poor.  It was disappointing because there was no need for us to be poor.  We’ve shone in the cup games in the last two years against opponents with leagues position below us and, more importantly, above us.

The day seemed to get even worse when, in the 25th minute, Maricano made and error that saw him help Ryan Christies shot into the back of the net.  0-2 down and not half an hour gone.

Our opponents from across Edinburgh were quick to jump onto social media to “have a good laugh”, although why they felt they could do that is beyond me.  They have poor memories is what I’m putting it down to.

On the touchline Neil Lennon as clearly…unhappy with the first half an hour and in the 34th he hooked Fraser Fyvie – who was not amused – and brought on Grant Holt instead.  A bold move which would prove crucial as two minutes later Holty put Hibs back in the game and made it 1-2.

Our fans, who had been singing anyway, got louder.  We were back in the game.  Half time came and we’d picked up a bit.  Not a great first half.

The second half we came out and we played.  We stepped up and we played our game. We were more exciting, we took more of the possession and on the hour mark Dylan McGeouch slotted home to put us back on level terms against the second best team in the country.  Unfortunately Dylan sustained an injury which meant he had to be replaced by Andrew Shinnie (facing his brother Graeme).  Dylan has had no luck with injuries lately so let’s hope this isn’t a long term injury.

The fans sang and sang and on the pitch Hibs gave a great account of theirselves and but, for an unfortunate OG by Darren McGregor in the 85th, we were looking towards Extra Time.  Football luck tilted Aberdeens way and it’s them that go through to the final on May 27th.

I personally thought Hibs managed to forget that dreadful first half hour or so and played well for at least all of the second half.  When the final whistle went I was annoyed and disappointed we weren’t through, I was gutted for Darren McGregor but I felt great pride in my team.  In eleven months we’d lifted the Scottish Cup and won our League.  Not bad eh.  In two years we’ve been on two amazing cup runs.  I can live with that, especially dumping Hearts out.  We gave them four chances in two years to dump us out and we all know how that ended up…

This is the reason 20,000 fans stayed to sing their players off the park.  Not boo, there was no need for that, but sing.  Aberdeen fans were well outsung.  It was an amazing feeling.

That’s why I was more than slightly surprised to listen to Lenny’s after match interview with Sky Sports.  Lenny’s grown on me over the season.  I really like him now but to hear him say that the team were “pathetic” and “rubbish” and, in another interview saying that the team were back to their “boy band worst”.  I get his points about the way the first two goals were lost, I understand his point on playing the length of the game and I know he’s a winner who expects to win but sometimes you don’t win.  I wanted to win that match as much as any other fan and as much as he did but sometimes you just don’t win.  Sometimes your team just gets caught out, or loses a goal from an unlucky deflection.  You can play 90 minutes of sexy football but lose because you didn’t get enough goals.  You can play 90 minutes of brain-numbing football and win, we know that this season.  We all know how frustrating this game is.

However, he’s said it, it’s out there and some will agree that he said those things and some will disagree.  What I hope the players really remember about Saturday 22 April 2017 is that, despite it all, 20,000 fans on the losing side sang them off the park because the biggest emotion we have for the team and the club is Pride.

GGTTH

 

 

Third Time Lucky! Hibs are the Championeeeeeees! 🏆

What.  A.  Day.

What a day Saturday was.

Finally, after three long years, Hibs have gained automatic promotion from the Championship to the Scottish Premier League.  We’ve done it.  We’ve actually done it.

What a journey it’s been just over the last three years.  Another bumpy ride on the rollercoaster that is Hibernian, but I wouldn’t choose any other rollercoaster to ride.

There’s no point in rehashing the relegation.  It happened.  It was disappointing but, as one fan said to me on Saturday, it might just have been a good thing.

He had brought his son to his first ever Hibs game (good one to choose!) and they had travelled from Manchester to see it.  He asked us a few questions about how the season had been as he’d not been to many games himself but then he said that when you look back on it there is a thought that Hibs were in a bad place and relegation was probably what we needed.

No doubt.  Leeann Dempster came in and appointed Alan Stubbs et al and there the rebuild started from near scratch.  At the time is was crap.  It felt awful but now, looking back, looking at what we’ve achieved, at the team we’ve become – a winning team – it’s been worth it.  It really has.

Neil Lennon, speaking after Saturday’s game, thanked Alan Stubbs for leaving him an excellent platform to build on.  That’s what it’s been, a re-build and it’s been up and up the whole time.

It’s been a slog at times, no one will deny that.  Chins have been scratched at some performances and results.  Brows have been furrowed at missed chances, slack passes and doubtful shots but hey, here we are, Championship Champions 2016/17.

It’s not been without it’s frustrations, that’s for sure.  This season we’ve had some mixed results and some tedious play on the park, but we’ve done it.  Although, looking at how we played Saturday (we were brilliant, by the way) you just sort of wish we’d played like that all season but it doesn’t matter – because we did it.

The match itself was super.  Queen of the South came out wanting something and really didn’t give up.  Although Marciano made a couple of brilliant saves he wasn’t really called into action for the majority of the game.  Not like his opposite number, Lee Robinson, whose quick thinking stopped the score becoming embarrassing for QotS.

Darren McGregor is, for me, the Player of the Year.  He’s been consistent throughout the season and given 100% every time he was asked to.  He’s living the dream.  Hibernian fan, playing for the team he loves.  Lifts the Scottish Cup with Hibs last season and this season fires a brace that helps his team win the league.  He’s flying.

Saturday’s game was a strange one because after a header from Captain Fantastic put us three-nil up the stadium seemed to go quiet.  Our game was sorted but elsewhere, just along the road really, at Falkirk they were drawing with St Mirren 1-1.

This time of the season always gets me, all this adding up and taking away and how many points for this and that.  I’m not a numbers person really but even I understood that on Saturday we needed to win and there had to either be a draw in Falkirk or or a St Mirren win.  St Mirren did their bit.  What a run of form they had hit in this not being relegated battle.  A few weeks ago I would have said that Falkirk were a cert for this game but going into the three o’clockers on Saturday I felt St Mirren had it in them.  They did.  They took the lead twice to lead 0-1, 1-1, 1-2 and finishing 2-2.  Thank you St Mirren.  We hope Houston’s bright red head of anger didn’t explode causing any injuries.

As I said, the crowd sort of silenced after the third goal.  Not because the game was boring or anything like it, in fact, far from it, it was a good game.  The focus though, was on events in Falkirk and many heads were tipped towards phones, refreshing madly to see who would prevail in Falkirk or would it be a draw? Even when Hibs were on the break there was something of an “aye, aye! We’ve won, wait a minute until my app updates the scores elsewhere!”.

Exuberance Prevention Scheme

Then, of course, came the comedy moment in the match.  Nearing the end the stewards rolled out their Exuberance Prevention Scheme.  We weren’t to go on the pitch, it would seem.  The East stand had the one railing with red and white tape approach.  That was one railing every few feet and red and white tape spanning the gaps.

That’ll work.

Seriously though, what’s the issue here? Down south when a team say in League 2 or League 1 or the Championship gain promotion their fans pile on the pitch to celebrate with the team.  Why is there such nail biting up here about the same thing? If Hibs fans launched themselves onto the pitch today it would have been purely about celebration and nothing else.  No QotS supporter was going to invade the pitch to cause bother, in fact, their support should be applauded.  A good few of them stayed behind to watch the league winning team return to the pitch and clapped when they took their lap of honour past them.  The fact that stewards (yes acting on orders from above somewhere) brought out those tiny barriers and tape was more an encitement, in my view, for fans to leap onto the pitch.

On the funny side, if you’ve never heard a stadum full of football united in laughter then hopefully someone caught it on video.  From the East stand the the song “what the fucking hell is that?” and from the West the request “where’s our barriers?”.  We really felt left out.  But then we had extra stewards deployed to us.  Ah, they just weren’t sure, would the West stand surprise them? Well, if we hadn’t knackered ourselves laughing then we might have.  Honestly, let supporters celebrate.  It’s the way forward.

So we stood by our seats after the final whistle.  We were waiting on the result from Falkirk.  We knew the current score, we waited on the final whistle.  When it came through Block 43 announced it before the club did (they tried to) and the party started.  It started and it went on.  I was an early fall out from it.  To those who stayed out and who are maybe still out being the Easter weekend, enjoy it, or those who went home, it doesn’t matter, we’ll all enjoy it.  Enjoy every minute of it because it’s deserved.  It’s so very deserved.

To add to that, our very own Signing of the Decade, Leeann Dempster, put out a thank you.

It has been a longer journey than any of us would have liked, but Hibernian has finally arrived at the destination we have all worked so hard to reach – promotion to the top flight of Scottish football.

It would be wrong to celebrate without first thanking you, Hibernian’s magnificent supporters, for standing by your Club during these difficult three years.

Difficult they have been; an emotional roller-coaster with the deep lows of play-off defeats contrasting with the incredible high of May 21st last year. Through all of this, and more, you the supporters have continued to commit to season tickets, buy shares either individually or as members of Hibernian Supporters Limited, or walked up to buy tickets.

Through it all you continued to turn out and support your team in increasing numbers. Thank You. Winning this Championship is dedicated to you and your families who have kept this club going through the years.

I’d like to congratulate Neil and his coaching staff, and of course the players, for working hard to win the Championship. They have worked incredibly hard, dealt with pressure, and there is no arguing that they have deserved to win the league.

Thanks are also due to the Board, the Chairman, and the principal shareholder for their continued support and encouragement.

Finally, I’d also like to personally thank all of the staff who work long hours behind the scenes, but whose contribution is also vitally important in making progress at the Club. Without them, none of this would have been possible.

Now we can all look forward to re-establishing Hibernian as a force at the top end of Scottish football. Season Ticket sales are running at record levels, the mood around the Club is buoyant. Exciting times lie ahead. The forecast – Sunshine on Leith.

Leeann

The fans have been phenomenal.  Buying season tickets just because we want to.  It’s assured that Hibs fans saw something happening a couple of seasons ago and signed up to join the ride and wow, what a ride it’s been ups and down, a Scottish Cup and promotion.  I mean, even Celtic can’t claim promotion…😉

The singing section has been amazing, getting the atmosphere going and keeping it going and coming up with song after song.  My favourite is the Darren McGregor song.

They’re all great though.  What a time to be a Hibby.

GGTTH 💚

 

Red cards and handbags at Tannadice but Hibs win, the league is ours

In all honesty I have no idea where to start with this blog.  After watching Dundee Utd v Hibs I am under no illusions who is the better team (Hibs – natch) but what a game.  What a refereeing disaster.

I’ll admit to nerves going into this game.  Hibs Cup performances of late have been off the park but our leagues games have not been great.  Scrappy, perhaps.

The hope was that Hibs would channel their inner cup into the league on Friday evening and, to be fair, they did.  Cannot argue with that.  Hibs ran out at Tannadice with a win in mind.  Team selection was perfect, for me, and good that Darren McGregor was back in there after his cup suspension last weekend.

Referee Don Robertson started off well but finally lost it.  He started off the game more or less good but as it got more aggressive he lost control.  He was let down by his assistants as well, which doesn’t help.  He booked David Gray after missing a blatant yellow on Grant Holt seconds before.  Despite being up with play! He should have given a red card to Dundee United’s Mark Durnan for an elbow to David Gray’s face but despite looking straight at it he failed to pick up on it, and neither did his assistant. Most officials know that David Gray doesn’t go down easily and for him to have travelled before going down says a lot.  In my very humble opinion that was a straight red.

It wasn’t a great performance from Hibs but it was enough.  The gap has opened but we still can’t be complacent because…well, because we are Hibs.  We don’t do easy.  The word Easy doesn’t exist at Hibs or East Mains.  It’s the way it is.  We laaav the challenge really. 😉 We respond to it really.  We’ve some to do but we’ll do it.  We will.

Now Jason.  First yellow for dissent.  Silly really.   Was the ref, Don Robertson, right to give it? Alright, he bounced the ball off the ground and mouthed a bit but would a more experieneced referee just have cautioned him?

Second yellow.  Jason did something that looked like a Superman into the goal and sadly his hand reached the ball before his head.  No idea what was going through his head there.  It’s a Jason thing but if he’d only kept his hand down his nut was connecting with the ball.  It might not have went in but he’d not have went in either!

Jason though.  He has his mad moments.  There is no doubt that Neil Lennon will have told him how, exactly, he feels about that red card.  In covering his card suspension we have Keats and there is no problem for me with Holt and McGinn and, to be fair, the rest of the team clicking in.

As much as many went ‘wtf’ at the red card, Jason scored the goal that won us the game.  It’s difficult to be angry at the lad for long.  He’s playing superb football under Lennon and growing a lot as a footballer.

I wouldn’t say we’re on form in the league but we’ve won this game.  We’ve taken them and won 1-0 so that is a lovely three points for us.  The league is ours to lose! And by God we’ll try haha!

In reality I can’t see Hibs losing the league after defeating Dundee United.  It would take a monumental lack of interest and we don’t have this. Dumbarton at home next on the 18th and then Falkirk on the 25th also at home.  Then Morton at home on the 29th in the rescheduled fixture.  Three  must wins to give us something breathing space.  Falkirk still fancy their chances as do Morton (away there on April 8th).  It would be lovely to be able to go into the Scottish Cup semi final with the league in the bag.

SPFL

Hopefully Efe Ambrose has proven himself to Hibs fans.  The coolest man on the pitch at Tannadice and did his job nicely.  He’s not had any “mishaps” (so far) and I think he’s been a great addition to the team. What’s the meme? Efe little thing is gonna be alright.

I’ve noticed there seems to be something of a seethe going on about Neil Lennon’s connections to Celtic.  The seethe comes from other teams fans.  Not Hibs fans.  Forgive me if I am wrong but part of being a manager/head coach is having connections and Lennon will have many through his time as a player and a manager.  So, yes, if we’ve got injury problems it makes sense to use those connections and bring in decent players.  Doesn’t it? Perhaps the seethe is having a manager whose only connection is his laptop? Who knows? Or a new manager who seems a bit partial to your great rivals?

Anyway, back to Hibs.  It’s in our hands now.  Our fans are a different class at the moment and that is undoubtedly helping the team.  We’re asking them to do a job and they are doing it and we’re doing ours.

GGTTH

 

 

 

 

Cup romance must wait, Hibs need to woo the League

‘Here we go, two in a row’.  It’s got a nice ring about it.  The cup romance is still with us.  We’re still in love with the whole experience.  Having failed to win it in 114-years we now face the fairytale of winning it for the second time.  Oh what a time to be alive.

I don’t like bringing this up but I’m sure every Hibby remembers Sunday the 25th May 2014.  We remember all right.  After an absolute shambles Hibs were relegated from the SPL to the Scottish Championship.  I remember the feeling of being absolutely lost.  I remember the tears running down my cheeks, the scarves flying from above me onto the pitch.  The boos.  I saw other people crying, children and adults.  Old timers too.

The moronic Butcher didn’t step back and look at the damage he’d already done but carried on axing members of our squad before anyone had time to take it all in.  Thankfully he was booted not long after.  Farewell Butcher and Malpas, clown and sideshow act.

Things didn’t just look bleak, they looked finished.  There was a chance Leeann Dempster might not come to Hibs because of the relegation but she stuck true to her word and came in at, in reflection, the perfect bloody time.

It was a truly dreadful time for Hibs and the loyal support.  The Jambos at work were in ecstasy.  Having been mocked by us for all their shenanigans in the weeks prior, they ripped us up.  (Aye that would never come back and haunt you Jambos, shower of dafties).

The weeks to the start of the new season were fraught.  Many, many fans pledged their support simply because of it being the club that they love.  I was one of them.  Bucking Championship but how could I walk away?

In a few shorts weeks we had to appoint a manager and get a team together.  We started the season light on bodies and that did for us.

Look at us now though.  We’re still in the Championship, yes, but look at us.  We’re Scottish Cups winners.  We, as of writing, still are the holders and we will be all the way up to the weekend of April 22/23 and possibly beyond.  In May 2014, the idea of being Scottish Cup winners two years later was just ridiculous.  The idea that a year later, in March 2017, we’d be heading to the semi-final again…that would have seemed ludicrous.

However, the idea that we’d still be in the Championship in 2017 was not even in consideration.  So that we are is a concern and one we can hopefully fix in the next six games.

I say the next six games because that’s the amount of league games we have between now and the semi-final with Aberdeen.  The first is, what could potentially be a toughie, Dundee United at Tannadice.  It is a must win.  In fact that, and the following five, for me, are must wins.  A potential 18 points there.  That would sort the league out and leave us free to concentrate on the semi and then, potentially, the final.

Six games, six weeks to get the head in the right place and win the league.  There’s no need to concentrate on the Cup, we’re there, in the semi.  Falkirk are only 6 points behind us.  We all know Peter Houston will be wanking into a sock about that.  When we face them at Easter Road on the 25th of this month let us be further ahead.  Let’s hope they’ve dropped points and not the other way around.

Stubbs rebuilt us and Lennon has carried that on but even he is a bit puzzled as to the performances of late.  I think everyone is.

A stinking mid-week performance in Paisley hasn’t helped but, to give St Mirren credit, they are playing well and Jack Ross has boosted the side with confidence.  The players clearly believe in him and their performance against Celtic in the first half of the quarter-final at Celtic Park shows just how far they have come in a very short time.  They made Celtic look ordinary and, of course, they went into the tunnel at half time 1-0 up. A lovely goal by Harry Davis.

They didn’t do much wrong in the second half either, only Celtic upped it and the bringing on of Roberts at half time for GMS changed the way they played.  St Mirren should be proud of what they did in that 90 minutes.  Brendan Rodgers said they were the best domestic team Celtic had faced all season.  Take from that what you will rest of the SPL (means you’re crap, Rangers).

Rangers will be over-confident after their 6-0 win over Hamilton at Ibrox.  They’ll believe they can beat Celtic in the semi’s.  Delusion (they call it confidence) is in abundance at the moment.  OK, but they’ve forgotten they make the trip to Celtic Park next Sunday in the league.  Let’s see how that goes.

For me the league must take priority.  Forget the cup now.  Forget all about it.  We’re not even in it.  It’s only the league we must concentrate on.  I have written before that we cannot do another season in this league and I don’t believe we will.  We’re the best team in this league by a country mile and we’re better than some in the SPL as well.  So we should be up there next season and challenging.

I finish this post with a poll.  I’ll vote League with no Cup because going up is the goal but my word, we sort this league out before this semi and this could be a very magical season.

GGTTH

Hibs must make league priority, Twitter has loan meltdown

If there’s one thing that any Hibs fan knows with absolute certainty it’s that if there is a hard way to do something Hibs will pick to do it that way.

The derby cup mauling of the Jambos was only just over a week ago but it seems much longer than that as Hibs seem to have lost their way a bit in the league.  Prior to the cup derby game there was the soul destroying point at Raith which led to Neil Lennon’s heavy criticism of his team. Continue reading

Second fifth round Derby defeat puts Hibs in charge of the City

I’d been buzzing all week for this derby.  Whatever I’ve been doing it’s been there in my mind, somewhere in my mind there was a rendition of Hibs, Hibs or Here We Go, Two in a Row going on.  I was also singing Hibs, Hibs but using other words like “Clips, Clips” and when at home in my freezer “Chips, Chips”. Continue reading

Ploughing the Tynecastle field, Hibs, Hibs woah oh oh oh oh oh

Another cup run, another fifth round meeting with Hearts at Tynecastle, another draw, another replay at Easter Road.  Another seethe from Hearts fans who can only come at us with “celebrating a draw”.

Watching on TV Sunday it was clear that Hibs fans were backing our team.  The best I have heard in a while.  The whole away end singing and backing the team.  That’s the difference.  That’s what we do.  It’s hardly “celebrating a draw” to support your team to the 90th minute. Continue reading