Just when you thought “Thank Christ I don’t have to read any more nonsense from that choob” after enjoying the rest of Mass Hibsteria 111, Oo2be unleashes yet more utter drivel on you lovely general public…

He’s Gay, He’s Bent, his Flag is up for… winnings?

A fellow Hibbie somewhat mischievously suggested during lunch on Thursday that much-maligned Assistant Referee Andy Davies laughed all the way to the bank after collecting his winnings from Ladbrokes after correctly forecasting a 2 – 1 Rangers victory last Wednesday.  Not that I would suggest such a thing.  Even on a fanzine website.  No way.  It would simply be wrong to question the integrity and good name of our match officials.

Well, thank heavens for the mob of incompetents across the city in Gorgski Park to allow me to get my tuppence worth by simply commenting on their nonsense.  First of all, Comrade Foulkes; despite a lengthy Parliamentary career, he has still managed to make a complete tool of himself over the past few days.  Dear George, there are some matters that are dealt with behind closed doors.  This is, without doubt, one of them.  First of all, one of your players committed assault on an official.  Whatever else went on before (or afterwards for that matter) that action has put your club in the stickiest of sticky wickets.  And then it got confusing.  Their acting Chief Executive questioned the ‘integrity of the decision’, only for the member for Carrick to duck and dive his way through a swathe of interviews when it was suggested (which it was of course) that the statement makes Messrs Dallas and Davies out as cheats.  Back at the ranch, wee fat Robbo continues on his one man mission of conspiracy theories against the boys in maroon.  Unless, of course, they’re getting their 11th penalty of season.  Which, incredibly, is even more than the Bigot Brothers.

Ironically, the incidents that led up to the post match ‘storms from the submarine’ have proved beyond reasonable doubt that the standard of our match officials is, eh, questionable.  Whether they are corrupt is for a judicial body or higher level of administration – such as UEFA or FIFA – to decide.  Much as it hurts to say, I must admit to having a grudging respect for Hugh Dallas as a referee.  He gets most decisions correct, and is by far and away our best whistler for a few years.  What I cannot understand for the life of me is why he allowed himself to be overruled for what was at best minimal contact.  The fact he missed a stonewall penalty in Yams’ favour in the first half made the decision all the more bizarre, and simply fuelled the fire of the conspiracy theorists.

Now, based on the aforementioned dodgy decisions, had the Tynecastle Twats gone through the proper channels, i.e., NOT the press, and perhaps exercised a wee bit of dignity, a few heads will surely have rolled at Hampden Park.  If they’d been really cute, UEFA may have become involved.   However, the most likely outcome of this farcical episode (albeit one that gave me a right wee giggle at the Yams’ expense) is that Hertz will end up with a monster fine and without the services of one of their ‘imports’.

I will finish by saying that in my opinion the SFA really IS rotten to the core, and will pander to the terrible twins whenever possible.  To give them an excuse not only to gloss over the incident in question, but for the Gorgski gonads to make such an arse of the proceedings that they have surely landed themselves in deep dodo says as much, if not more about their incompetence as it does the ineptitude of our ruling body.

Craig Bell(end)amy

As an armchair fan of Newcastle, I was disappointed by the departure of said Welshman following a series of arguments with the antichrist known as Souness.  Much as I dislike the blue nosed thug (and disagree with his appointment following Messiah Robson’s departure to this day), the fact that he was backed up by his Chairman and club captain did suggest that the neckless one was perhaps a tad over-vociferous in his wish to play through the middle.  Following our shoeing by Smeltic yesterday, I am now forced to admit that the Hun is in fact correct in his judgement of this arrogant little twat.  Throughout the game, the Welsh wanker tried to goad our defenders into retaliating against the bile he spouted in their direction.  His refusal to shake hands with our players after the final whistle more or less sums him up.  It’s bad enough having someone lacking grace in defeat; to demonstrate such a lack of respect to fellow professionals following victory is the act of pure scum.

Mr Bellamy, you really are a knob of the highest order and I hope your next shite is a hedgehog and this grossly inflated contract is your last.  That is the very least pond life like you deserve.

Crisis, what crisis?

Whilst the performances of our last two games haven’t been to the standard we have enjoyed over the past four months, it beggars belief when reading some of the nonsense being added to the Hibs message boards.  Last April, we were a club with a team of laddies that showed bags of potential, but needed nurtured and encouraged to play the game as it should be played. Vive le difference after 10 months of Mowbray, the very man they needed to realise said potential.  And we’ve got the good man under contract until 2008.

So, message board warriors, before subjecting us all to your keyboard wrath, I would ask that you engage your brains into gear and look at what has been achieved at the club this season.  Even despite the fact Alen Orman still plays for us.  Woops, sorry, couldnae stop myself there…