Plasticman
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I know I promote the Scottish Football Periodical Nutmeg all the time, so just for a change here is something from the latest issue (14).
Along with other good Hibs related stuff (as always) there is an enjoyable article by Danny Denholm about being a part-time player playing against the big teams. There follows a short excerpt from it. HIbs were playing Arbroath, we won 6-1.
"As a he@rts fan I was going to get right in about Hibs. Especially high on my radar was fans favourite McGinn. During the warm up I glanced over hoping to stare out my opponents,but instead I was instantly mesmerised and intimidated by the sheer girth of McGinn's legs. I had lost the pre-game psychological battle but was adamant that I would win the on pitch battle. 2 minutes in McGinn receives the ball and when I scurry over to him he bursts past me as if I was a mannequin. 5 minutes in I sprint down the wing carrying the ball close to my instep. McGinn swipes the ball off me and sends me into the advertising hoardings. 12 minutes in we are side-to-side and I shoulder barge him with all my strength and power. He doesnt budge and Im left eating Easter Road grass. 46 minutes in and McGinn puts one into the top corner from 30 yards to make it 4-1. 47 minutes in I glance at the electronic scoreboard gasping for air and cant believe that ther have only been 47 minutes played."
Nutmeg really is fantastic, I urge you all to buy it - they even have it in the Portobello Book Shop now!
Along with other good Hibs related stuff (as always) there is an enjoyable article by Danny Denholm about being a part-time player playing against the big teams. There follows a short excerpt from it. HIbs were playing Arbroath, we won 6-1.
"As a he@rts fan I was going to get right in about Hibs. Especially high on my radar was fans favourite McGinn. During the warm up I glanced over hoping to stare out my opponents,but instead I was instantly mesmerised and intimidated by the sheer girth of McGinn's legs. I had lost the pre-game psychological battle but was adamant that I would win the on pitch battle. 2 minutes in McGinn receives the ball and when I scurry over to him he bursts past me as if I was a mannequin. 5 minutes in I sprint down the wing carrying the ball close to my instep. McGinn swipes the ball off me and sends me into the advertising hoardings. 12 minutes in we are side-to-side and I shoulder barge him with all my strength and power. He doesnt budge and Im left eating Easter Road grass. 46 minutes in and McGinn puts one into the top corner from 30 yards to make it 4-1. 47 minutes in I glance at the electronic scoreboard gasping for air and cant believe that ther have only been 47 minutes played."
Nutmeg really is fantastic, I urge you all to buy it - they even have it in the Portobello Book Shop now!