Match Report

Whit a larf. There we were, into injury time, down to ten men, losing, and losing our ten game unbeaten run. And we were playing shit, too. Sometimes you can forget that Hibs aren't a bad side, and goddam it, they're at home and they have their pride too.
Luckily, providence has provided that Hearts shall always prevail. It's just one of those unwritten rules which makes us even more unlikeable. As Ozturk smacked that hopeful ball from ridiculously far out, I was about to hang my head, but Lordy it flew above their keeper's despairing fingers, smacked the bar, came down over the line and bounced high into the roof of the net. One for the annals, without a doubt. Ozturk: Jambo Legend!
I just hope that the daughter who was actually at the game, and who had chummed her Hibernian supporting boyfriend into the home support didn't squeal too loudly!