Maybe I'm just getting older and grumpier but in these long cold winter days and months before the second half of yesterdays game with Killie my adrenalin was rarely pulsed apart from annoyance with simple footballing mistakes.
Let's hope Hun extra light can do us a turn today but I'm not holding my breath. The first half yesterday was eventful only for Big Jan having to leave the match after a Killie defender back headers his left eye socket. 5 stitches I hear but a burst blood vessel necessitated him retiring. Andy Hinkel as well wasn't feeling well before the game and he withdrew at the same time to be replaced by Riordan whilst Jan was replaced by Killer Killen.
The rest of the half I spent berating Jim Jefferies managerial nous. Apart from the Alex Miller teams of the 80s and 90s this guy has an art in making a game of football a worse spectacle than having to endure Big Brother.
The time wasting started 5 minutes into the game, but once their defender has slid into Broon's shot and we went one up they suddenly found some zip at set pieces.
The ref, well don't even get me started, he should have had that wee number 34 erse in the book. Every Celtic set piece he scarpered away with the ball. Someone needed to tell him he was not with his mates stealing golf balls at the 18th hole in Niddrie.
Anyway we are now, for the moment, 1 point being 'Ra peepol' and I was warmed by our second half performance and although we should have really been 3 or 4 up in the first half their keeper played a blinder and kept our strikers out.
Was it a penalty? Well once back in the flat I caught Setanta's paltry SPL roundup where , trying not to wear four leaf clover shaped green tinted specs, I thought McDonald should have had a pen - Wee skippy was duly booked for giving lip. These days however my paranoia is growing in that it seems ok to assault Celtic players to allow the game to flow - the tackle on Broon was shocking.
One particular offside decision still has my heck veins throbbing - calm doon Bhoy.
Paul Hartley came into the team in place of the suspended Aiden and I thought he performed admirably, especially after being pushed to right back..
Naka had one decent chance from a set piece which struck the (first) wall but still nearly squirmed in at the corner. The reason I say fist wall is that after looking at the Killie keepers bemused and weird tactics for battling Naka, our own team joined in the fun creating a Beecher's brook of a double wall. Well it gave me a chuckle anyway
It's plain and simple that we were in total control Killer sent a 20-yard drive just over as we looked to finish the boring sahlos off.
Jefferies for Scotland? Give me a break
