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A strike by Fernanjoe (how’s that!!) was again to be cancelled out by Tosh and the match went to extra time, only for Lee Makel score a goal that the Brazilians she-males would be proud of. This lead to a chorus of “can we play you every week” and the Dons supporters gave us their usual Aberdeen salute “the middle finger”.
Next up, the unwashed smell was to ascend on West Lothian once again, when Ceptic visited Almondvale for the first time this season. David Fernandez was ruled out of the match through injury, and this saved the club having to embarrassingly drop the wizard, as Martin O’Neil wouldn’t have allowed him to play. Marvin was solid during the first half, in fact, the Lions matched the druggies for the first 45 without McKenzie having too much to do, but that all changed in the second half. We were only five minutes when Dom gave the nod to Rubio to give Sutton space, and the Premiership dud luckily got his shot on target and beat the Livi goalie. Livi did have chances, one in particular comes to mind when Pasquinelli put his volley just over the bar with a couple of minutes remaining, but it was Celtic who were to get a second when Thompson found space just out side the box, and volleyed the ball past a ruck of players and into the back of the net. We never expected anything from the match, so it was no big loss.
A trip to Tannadice is always a tricky one, we did expect something from this game, but the Lions failed to deliver for the second game in a row. Billy Dodds, the wee midget, the Rangers reject, scored twice to ensure that Livingston left Tannadice with absolutely hee-haw. A dire performance from every one of the Livingston players, a good boot up the backside was required, and boy did they respond.
Rugby Park, Kilmarnock. The home of the weedgie wannabies. Years ago, the only good thing about Ayrshire was Butlins, but now its even more fun to go to Rugby Park and give the Red Coats a good shafting once again, and what a shafting they got. Only 150 supporters made the trip West on a wet cold Saturday, you might say that it was a poor support, but what do you expect when you charge £18 for a ticket so close to Christmas. Camacho scored within 10 minutes after coming on as a sub, Pasquinelli scored the second and O'Brien sent the Killie supporters heading for the exits with a third in the 90th minute.
The sheep crew were next to visit Almondvale, two days after Christmas, and I could hardly sit down on the seat as all the drink over the Christmas period had brought my farmer jiles down. The Dons were at full strength, the support they brought down from the Granite City was quite impressive, they sang and celebrated all through the match, but the Livi supporters were to have the last laugh. The Dons started the match well, Stevie Tosh once again was the main threat for Aberdeen (I had £5 on him to be the first scorer at 15-1) and the former Lion nearly scored early on, but that useless Roddy McKenzie brilliantly saved his goal-bound effort, what a plonker. Scott Booth did find the back of the net with 5 minutes of the first half remaining (I think? I was pie-eyed) and the animals celebrated as if they had won the match. The Livi players must have got a rocket up their A**e (I felt as if I had one) because they came out like men possessed in the second half and in the end should have won the match quite comfortably. Fernando Pasquinelli had more chances to score than a man on viagra in the Amsterdam red light district, but he continuously missed golden opportunities, and for a while it looked as if it wasn’t going to be Livi’s day. But in the 90th minute, David O’Brien slammed the ball into the back of the net to make sure all the Aberdeen supporters journey home felt even longer. The midfielder was having a shocker up until that point, and how Hay didn’t pull him off (former Celtic manager, you know what they used to get up to) but in the end Burton delivered, so it was a good move by the 47 strong management team.
Tis was a mixed month in all for Livingston, 4 points out of 12, earning a semi-final place against Dundee, and to top it off, My wife was extremely happy as Santa nearly emptied his entire sack under her tree :o)
See you next time -
Monkee