Stramash!!

The big event - and what luck for the SK - I had a spare ticket. So obviously along she came. In her raspberry (maroon approximation) jacket. Oh what a great game - well, for 30 minutes. One nil up and Cochrane gets red-carded. Then, from the resultant free kick, they level the scores. Effing eff!!! Sixty long minutes to go. Oh It was pure murder. If you could cleverly design an event that I would detest more than anything in the world, this would be it. After nine long minutes of injury time (we did time-waste a tad) the ref called time on it. Beeeep!! We’d done it! Above Hibs we remain. The natural order. Oh the Hibs manager’s heid was fair biling with the frustration of it all. Oot he came, throwing half-hearted punches at all and sundry. Beeeep!! Reed caird!