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| Recollections by Gerry Reilly The memory of that game is still so clear. I went to the game with the one fellow Hibby, one Celtic fan and three Jambos. What I remember most about the was that after the game, the Celtic fan suddenly changed clubs- and became a Jambo! Although I couldn't understand it at the time- not having studied physcology too much at that tender age- later events explained everything. As you might have guessed, the guy was a complete loser! What I remember most is all the Hearts fans trundling out. What suprised me from the video frames was the sight of all the three-wheelers parked on the touchline - they looked really wierd. Recollections by Tom Anderson I almost didn't go to the 7-0 derby. I had been up all night and was still in my work clothes. You know, purple shirt, polka-dotted kipper tie, green flares, and platform boots. I was with a Jambo mate on New Year morning and after much deliberation we both made the correct descion. I went and he didn't. Hibs were difinitely the form team going into the match, but Hearts weren't travelling to badly. Of course we had the added incentive of going top of the league with a victory. Both Eddie Thomson and Eric Carruthers ( who played for Hearts in the game ) both worked at that time, in a sports shop at the Haymarket owned by Maurice Pollock, the then pro at Ratho Park GC. I barged into the shop one evening just before New Year, after one of many festive work parties, and predicted to them that we would beat them 5-0. They both laughed, but the look of angst on Thomson's face on all the photos of O'Rourke's opener tells all- he knew it was coming! Of course it all fell apart in the following days. Brownlie broke his leg ina 2-1 win over East Fife at Easter Road, and then we lost at Tannadice the following game. The rest of the season was an anti-climax - a mixture of highlights and lowlights, eventually finishing third. But there will always be the 7-0! Recollections by Dave McBain I too have memories of that eventful day. Me and my Dad were in the McLeod Street end and of course there was no segregation in those days. We were in the company of a few uncles and whatnot who were Jambos and did not realise the immediate danger we were in. Hibs were a few goals up and all the cabbage were feeling happy when all of a sudden the old yin gave out a yelp.... some rotten so n so had pissed down the back of his new suit that he had gotten at chrimbo. My lasting memory of the 7-0 game isn't of Hibs' superb goals. No, its of my Dad knocking lumps out of some Jambo and my uncles trying to pull him off the sad git. But I'm dead proud of my dad I am. reproduced from Hibs.net |
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