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The Day The Scottish Cup Came Up To Maryhill |
by William Sheridan
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MATCH DAY EIGHT
I will admit quite readily that the wind was largely responsible for the poor standard of football served up at Ibrox. At one period, during the first half, it developed into a hurricane, but really I was very disappointed with the game, and more particularly with the general display of the Hearts. They were nothing like the enterprising side I saw beat the Celtic, even if they were lucky to get the better of the Parkhead men. Several times, especially in the first half, it struck me that the Edinburgh men were just a trifle overawed by the importance of the occasion, for they appeared, on being pressed, as they were, very severely — because the Thistle had the wind behind then — to be imbued with the idea of getting rid of the ball anywhere, and at any cost. Of course I know that with the driving wind in their favour, Partick Thistle were at a distinct advantage, but even so, the Firhill team played with considerably more confidence, and with a better understanding. Still, whilst I considered that the Thistle were a better side, and here I might say that if they had won the match I should not have grudged them victory (despite the fact that later in the game their opponents showed improvement), I thought that the Firhill team hardly made the most of their chances. KANE SAVES HIS SIDEWhen it came to the supreme test they lacked an old head. Steadiness was required, and it was lacking, but what I am now saying must not be allowed to detract from the merits of Kane's exhibition. Kane stood between his side and defeat on several occasions. Both Salisbury and Johnstone brought the very finest out of Kane. I don't know whether Johnstone is a centre forward or a full back. I saw him play in the rear rank against Motherwell. He did well. He did quite well in the attack yesterday. His best spell was in the early stages of the game. He nearly put paid to the Hearts' account, thanks to his dash and enterprise. It was very seldom the Hearts got on the attaek at all in the first half. Their defenders were very shaky, and in their desperate efforts to clear they ballooned the ball far too much, with the result that the ball, aided by the wind, came back again and demanded second clearances. Of course. in these circumstances, it was rather too much to expect the Hearts' forwards to get into stride, but when they did show promise, the quintette never worked together as a five. HAMILTON HOLDS LOCHHEADMind you, I thought that Hamilton held Lochhead very well, and whilst Miller put in a tremendous amount work he roamed far too much, whilst Willie Wilson never touched anything like that form which he displayed against the Celtic. Now and again he tried to open out the game with nice long passes, but other times he did the wrong thing, and in any case there seemed to be a total lack of a proper understanding in the Hearts' attack. Birrell did not seem at all comfortable in the the half-back line for some time, and, by the way, it occurred to me that it was rather hard lines on the Hearts' left back that he should have to figure in an unfamiliar position just at this stage when honours are hovering around. But, later, Birrell came out of his shell, and did quite well in trying to get the left wing ahead, and later still in assisting in attack - one of his long shots was a rather hot handful for Kenny Campbell. A CLEVER WINGERWhilst I was much disappointed with the forward play as a whole, I must single out Blair. He played very well throughout the game, and I am of the opinion that if the Thistle had paid more attention to this winger they might have come away from Ibrox ready for the Rangers. Now, Salisbury, whilst forcing things a bit early in the game, was not at all convincing in the second half. Of course, he was handicapped by an injury, but when he got the hall, and it was pretty frequent, he tried to do the seemingly impossible, namely beating Crossan, instead of crossing the ball quickly. The result was that Johnstone seldom got a ball back again after sending it to the wing. Then Lauder dropped back too much, but here I am dealing with the forwards again. It was naturally expected that the Hearts would come up smiling when they got the wind behind them, but there was nothing doing, thanks to the very fine defensive work of the Thistle. Both Crichton and Bulloch were very safe, and Harris shared honours with McMullan in tenacious tackling and nice placing. McMullan got a rather nasty knock, after which he was not quite so effective. Further, I thought that he was inclined to hang on the ball a little too long. Kenny Campbell had a little more to do, of course, this half, but he did all that was required of him. The best thing Lochhead did was to twist round, after securing possession in a melee, and send in a ground shot at an acute angle. It was not travelling so very fast, but it might have settled the issue. It called upon Campbell to make a full length dive. A goalkeeper just a shade less vigilante might have found himself beaten. Partick Thistle, against the wind, made a slightly better show in attack than the Hearts, with the elements against them, but the finishing generally was only very mediocre. Still, there were several occasions when Blair, as the result of rather smart dashes on the right wing — and on one occasion he was aided by Harris — was responsible for Kane being drawn from his goal to make some very convincing clearances. Really, I cannot write too well about Kane. Not only did he deal with a number of troublesome shots very smartly, but his judgement in coming out to relieve tension was sound, and most encouraging to his side. THOSE POOR CORNER KICKSThere were a number of corner kicks, bur despite the disposition of most of the playars to put the ball too much in the air at other times, the wingers most times took the corner kicks in a very tame, flat way. Sometimes I think that certain wingers don't realise the great advantage of a corner kick. I know it is easy to send behind when trying to cut it fine, but, dear me, when you see a ball put aimlessly towards midfield, well, it's pitiable, to say the least about it! Yesterday Blair rather spoilt his show by taking a corner kick badly. It was very nearly on time, and well taken it might have yielded tha desired result. I must give credit to the Hearts' defenders for their work in the second half. Crossan was very sound, and if Wilson was not very orthodox, he was most effective. Ramage put in just a little too much vigour, and Preston played very strongly, especially against the hard-working Kinloch. In the last stages, Meikle was a bit unlucky with one or two of his tries, and W. Wilson gave Kenny Campbell a bit of hot stuff near the post. Candidly, however, it looked to me as the second half wore on than the players were inclined to think a replay was somewhat likely. They played without showing any great enterprise — it was a case of bundle the ball anywhere, particularly out of the playing area. Well, I suppose they could not be blamed for playing safe, because, really, you required to be on the field to realise that the elements were totally at variance with our national game. The attendance was approximately 40,000.
65,000 were at Parkhead to watch the grand re-match of last season's semi-final, Celtic's Willie Maley reporting that nearly 64,000 of these were paying customers. Less than half that number would attend the same venue for the final in three weeks time, but we'll have more on that later. This year, there was to be no repeat fairytale for the Coatbridge side, as Rangers dominated from start to finish, the front rank coming in for particular praise. “I rather fancy Rangers are going to lift the Cup now” opined Andy Aitken in the Sunday Post, not unreasonably. We shall see…
IBROX AGAIN, ANOTHER BLANKPartick Thistle 0 Celtic 1 (SFL - game 36) A harsh winter and an exceptionally high number of Scottish Cup replays meant that many in Scottish football were running behind schedule, and the S.F.A. had granted permission for an extension to the season. Certainly, the pressure was on to play catch-up, but who could have grudged Thistle had they sought a postponement for this one? On this Easter Monday, a round of Glasgow derbies had been scheduled for the 'Spring Holiday' as it was known, taken in Glasgow but not in Edinburgh, a situation which was hardly ideal for Thistle in the midst of such an arduous and important Cup campaign. Here we were, just two days on from our Semi Final battle with the Hearts, and just two days before the replay, having to face up to the mighty Glasgow Celtic in League action. Meanwhile, our opponents could rest up, and reap the benefits of 4 full days of recovery time. Needless to say, we were not going to force that stress upon the players, so EIGHT changes were made to the starting eleven, the points almost being willingly surrendered pre-match for a greater cause. IN: Watty Borthwick; Bob McFarlane; Matt Wilson; Fred MacLachlan; Ralph McIntosh; Andrew Comrie; Harry Harper; John Bowie Adding to Thistle's hassles, the ongoing groundworks at Firhill necessitated a switch of venue, with a large derby crowd being expected. Where did we end up playing? Yep, you guessed it, we were back to Ibrox for the third time in two weeks! As it turned out, this makeshift eleven gave a decent account of themselves, even if it was yet another blank on the scorecard. On a quagmire of a pitch a single goal (26) was enough to win the points. Thistle were dangerous on the break but Celtic had most of the play. The defence, starring Campbell & Crichton, was, yet again, solid. We've now had plenty of practice at Ibrox. Bring on those Jambos!
back: Sandy Lister (trainer), Willie Hamilton, Tom Crichton, Kenny Campbell, Jimmy McMenemy, Matt Wilson, John Bowie, Watty Borthwick.
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