Hearts
2 Dunfermline 0
Well
well well. Only one game lost to Dunfermline in the last fourteen. Ahahahaha.
Sweet sweet feeling. Beating a
team like Dunfermline is always good; nature approves. Beating Celtic and Rangers is obviously
supreme, partly because it happens so rarely these days (and younger folks
might not realise that Hearts have had impressive winning runs against them in
the last ten years) but also because you feel nature has been defied, the
natural order has been upset, you’ve scored an away goal in life’s rich
crapestry. That may sound very
defeatist, but Celtic and Rangers are beaten by very few Scottish clubs
nowadsys, and Hearts’ failure to do so is no reflection on our merit. Losing only one in fourteen to Dunfermline, however, is a useful marker of
Hearts’ worth. This season we have
beaten Aberdeen three times. We have won, drawn and lost against
Hibernian. Dundee continue as a Hearts
benefit, while United have deserved their luck and won at Tynecastle twice,
while Hearts’ away record stands up very well.
So whilst we think we have seen some sublime football this season,
courtesy of Fuller, and some unbelievably poor stuff, courtesy of a list too
long to include here, the actual fact is that it’s been an averagely all right
season. Even the hammerings have been
low-scoring. The
usual weasels in the Scottish media have snidely pointed out that McKenna’s our
top scorer, and top of the pops this week is Badly Drawn Conclusion. Number One error is that he’s scored a few
when played as a striker (and Blue Square lost a packet at offering him as 50-1
first goalscorer against Rangers, not realising what position he was going to
play) and Number Two error is that Hearts have an impressive spread of scorers
– Flogel is the only notable culprit/absentee (“cow’s arse in danger from
Flogel’s banjo” was one of the impressive suggestions of Unlikeliest Headline)
– and Hearts are fourth-top goalscorers throughout the League, proving that we
need Fuller as much for the width and pace he gives as for his goals.
Like
everyone else, no-one hereabouts has any idea what the next season will be
like. Personally, I think that Fulton has proved his worth to Hearts this
season and against Dunfermline he and Flogel were head and
shoulders above anyone else on the park in terms of technique and
determination. To lose both would be a
horrible shock to Hearts’ midfield, where possession is ten-tenths of the
football law. Hearts are in serious danger of losing the
spine of the team by losing players who don’t just sit around and wait for
their moment. Fulton and Hearts got lucky today,
because Mahe’s early exit allowed The Fat God Himself onto the pitch after 20
minutes, and he proceeded to enjoy himself to the full, aided by a Hearts team
who, though clueless in themselves, were enthusiastic enough to go for it. We outbattled Dunfermline, and that’s a very heartening
feeling. Webster and McKenna played
positively and solidly, and Severin put
in a power of good work. The closer he
plays to the opposition’s goal, the happier he is, - and the happier I am,
too. I’ll forward a point of view
hitherto unsubscribed: I think Stephen
Simmonds is a vital cog in a good Hearts team.
He’s got huge talent, yeah. He’s
also very dirty, I know that. I also
know he can stand around, or drift, or do not very much. But his movement makes other Hearts players
move. He is never very far away from
the ball, and his little touches and flicks keep Hearts alive, and my biggest
fear is that Hearts will be a team of defenders and midfielders and attackers,
never venturing from their usual furrow.
Simmonds’ style of play – lazy you can call it, or just watching to see
where he thinks the play will be going if you like – encourages a more fluid
game of football which (if someone like Fulton is on the park) is to Hearts’
advantage. Simmonds is, of course, still only 19, and
hopefully people are not going to be shouting abuse at him from Section F. Or
at least not for a couple of years yet.
I am
quite aware that the opinions expressed under this by-line are worth no more
than anyone else’s, but Alan Maybury, despite his youth, is not likely to get
any better. That’s particularly
worrying because he’s shite. Nae brains,
and not a whole heap of ability either.
We buried Austin McCann (and Kenny Milne’s not feeling very well either)
and I’m afraid young Mr M simply hasn’t the savvy to make Hearts better. In fact, he consistently puts Hearts under
pressure, and we can’t expect Niemi to save every penalty Maybury gives
away. For sure, it was glorious when
it was saved, made more so by Kirk’s goal following Fuller’s sublime twist,
turn away and carefully measured pass, but at one goal up Hearts had it in the
bag and Alan Maybury’s idiocy could have thrown it all away and I wouldn’t now
be addressing the nation with such deep joy.
As I speak, Hibernian are about to engage in a bitter struggle with
Motherwell for the prestigious 10th place slot. Attention, all you Hibs scum down
there! Yes, you know who I am! I’m up here, looking down at you down
there!