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Hibs 1-0 Kilmarnock, August 23 1988 – Skol Cup 3rd round

killie230888progKilmarnock were in the First Division at this time and didn’t bring any formerly or soon-to-be famous players with them. Paul Kane scored the winner to take Hibs into a 4th round tie away to Aberdeen, which they duly lost 2-1 on 3 September. I can’t remember another damn thing about this match. Remind me if it was a good goal or if I missed a flock of streakers.

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Ah, I’ve just been waiting for my old programmes to throw up something like this. Some of you may remember the picture of an intrepid Hibby, sporting his P&D Windaes top in Moscow’s Red Square. John Binnie was his name. Hmm, not related by any chance to that Jillian Binnie, former ace reporter for the Hibs pages of the sadly now defunct From the Terrace/Fans FC web site? Well, just have a read at this engaging tale of pies and perestroika from the programme’s Feedback section

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It seems as though most fans are spending so much time reading the programme, they don’t have time to put pen to paper and write in to the magazine. Take a leaf out of Jillian Binnie’s writing book. Based in Albion Road – just a Goram clearance away from the stadium, she asked if her husband John’s Hibs strip is the first to enter the Kremlin. The Hibs-mad couple were in the Soviet Union on a six-week holiday and, as Jillian explains, “John thought it only right that the super powers be aware of the club’s existence (we were there at the same time as Reagan’s visit!)”

Jillian goes on to reveal that a young Russian offered to buy the strip for one hundred roubles on the black market (Ed’s note: No, John didn’t offer to sell Jillian instead!), which is the equivalent of £100.

John and Jillian visited Moscow Dynamo’s ground – she points out that Hibs beat the Russians 2-0 a couple of years back and they also visited Dynamo Tblisi, who were having a practice match at the time.

Jillian recalls, “The man at the refreshments stall wouldn’t accept any money for our drinks as we were Western tourists – he insisted that we took them for nothing. (Any use trying that one at the pie-hut at Easter Road?)” C’mon Jillian, the Easter Road pies themselves are worth a couple of hundred roubles.

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Where are they now? – Special edition!

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Ok, pinpointing the exact whereabouts of Eddie May, Gordon Rae and Paul Kane probably isn’t too hard. What about those fabulous popsters Just Add Water though? What can they possibly be doing now? In fact, what the hell were they doing then, dressed up like Culture Club when rave culture was just beginning to flourish? What a shrewd piece of commercial sponsorship by Messrs Duff and Gray.

I can’t believe anyone ever heard another thing about them (the band that is), but if you can prove me wrong…


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Hibs 2-1 Hearts, 17 October 1987

 

Ah yes, this is much more like it. Momentous stuffings of Hearts provide many stirring memories and plenty of interesting reading. Click on the pictures to read the Pink News report.

171087progHibs had, infamously, gone ten years since their last derby win. The squad had recently been bolstered by the purchase of Neil Orr from West Ham, and current Hibs assistant manager Andy Watson from Hearts, sporting a good deal more hair all over his head than he does now. David Duff’s promise to spend to make Hibs great again (see previous article) had also gained a good deal of credibility from the signing of Andy Goram from Oldham for a club record fee of £325,000.

I had brought a South African friend up from Cambridge to see his first football match in Britain, and such was the mayhem on the East Terrace throughout this game I’m sure he didn’t think he was going to live to see another one. At the end of the game there were some ugly scenes as jubilant Hibees and peeved Jambos invaded the pitch and traded loose bits of terracing. The Scotsman, as you can see, was not amused with its headline of ‘Supporters fail to follow good example’.

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Meanwhile in Glasgow…

Elsewhere on this day there was more fighting on the pitch, only at Ibrox it was the players who were setting a bad example to the fans. Frank McAvennie of Celtic, and Rangers’ Chris Woods were sent off for swinging at each other, Terry Butcher was booked for his involvement and later dismissed for kicking the Celtic keeper, before which he also managed an own goal. Graham Roberts escaped unpunished by the referee and took over in goal from Woods, from where he conducted the Ibrox hordes in their rendition of The Sash and other jolly Govan folk songs.

Sherrif Archibald McKay was not amused and in April of the following year found Woods and Butcher guilty of breach of the peace and fined the pair of them. McAvennie was acquitted and the case against Roberts was not proven.

Oh, the score was 2-2 by the way.


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Dunfermline Athletic 3-3 Hibs, 8 August 1987

pars080887progI was one of 13,500 fans crowded onto the old shale and sleeper terraces of East End Park for Dunfermline’s first ever game in the Premier League. The glorious sunny August afternoon must have had the players thinking it was still a pre-season exhibition match as they treated us to six goals.

Dunfermline opened the scoring through a Dave Young header with Paul Kane lashing in an equaliser a minute before half-time. Three minutes into the second half Mickey Weir put Hibs a goal up when he pounced on a Steve Cowan header which Westwater couldn’t hold. Former Hibs man Stuart Beedie brought the Pars level with a deflected free kick before Mickey Weir weaved past four defenders and crossed for John Collins to restablish the lead. Hibs were unable to hold on to it however, as Dave Young headed his second goal five minutes from time.

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The full Hibs line-up read: Rough, Milne, McIntyre, May, Rae, Hunter, Weir, Kane, Cowan, Collins, McBride, with Tortolano and McGovern on the bench.

Pre-match entertainment was provided by a variety of baton twirling routines by the Tomettes, and programme readers were welcomed on the first page by the inimitable Jim Leishman’s crazed expression.

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