A day of the week

Rain. Again. Lots of rain. Rain, rain, rain. Still, at least the huns didn't win. Yes, it's that time of the week again. Saturday morning (although no whiff of a hangover) which makes a somewhat refreshing change.

I literally couldn't give the tickets away for the game, and 4 were available. I did find a couple of hardy souls to use 2 of them though. On with the assortment of winter clothing (although I stupidly forgot my gloves and scarf, so in reality I blew it) and off we set for the hallowed turf.

Falkirk, surely we'll beat them today? Although they haven't won here since the 50's, but then again neither had Caley or Hamilton until this season.... GULP!

By the time we arrive we are well and truly DRENCHED. Complete set of bastards. This had better be a good game.

As it turns out we didn't fare too badly on that front. A bright opening spell is capped off with a great passing move culminating with my namesake being hauled down in the box for a stonewall penalty.

Up steps the man of the moment, the outstanding (yet again) Lee Miller to cooly slot it home. From there on it was all pretty much one way traffic in the first half, which was compounded with a second goal for the Dons. A great ball whipped in by Maguire and Lee Miller is at the back post to squeeze it in for a fantastic finish across the keeper. He was also unlucky not to complete the hat trick a few moments later with a stinging shot from the edge of the box.

So, all bodes well for the second half! Or so we think. Why do we have this mentality of defending so deep once we take a lead? Really? The second half was a complete contrast. We should be going out and looking to turn on the style, score a few goals and get a few more bums back on seats at Pittodrie. But no, we sit back, lose a terrible goal (scored by Lovell of all people) but thankfully hold on to take the 3 points. Surely we need to take heed of this warning and be a little more positive.

Speaking of positives, Lee Miller and Gary McDonald were outstanding. And we have now won 4 on the spin at home, which is very encouraging given the start we had.

Match highlights and reaction

Chant of the day: OH MACKIE GOOOOOOOOOOO, MACKIE, MACKIE, MACKIE GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.......

Season ticket count: 5 out of 6 used....... we'll get that perfect 6 one day. Mark my words.

On reflection, staying up until 4am playing FIFA on the Playsation on Friday was not the best of ideas. Fun at the time mind you, but that's besides the point.

I awake to a slightly groggy, throbbing head, complain to myself a lot, and then turn on the tv to soak up the delights of Hearts v Rangers with a cup of tea.

Bad result for the Dons, although the Huns losing is always a sight to behold.

2pm.... where is Ryan?

2.15pm.... where is Ryan?

2.30pm.... where is... Oh, he slept in and is on his way.

On exiting my flat and heading to the theatre of dreams (to meet the aforementioned Ryan) I am delighted I opted for 2 pairs of socks (on reflection, 3 pairs would have been needed). I am however, a bit gutted I forgot my scarf as it is indeed brass monkeys in the Granite City on this fine winter afternoon.

Anyway, he finally arrives and we get inside and huddle up for warmth as best we can (and not in a sexy party kind of way). The match kicks off (Jimmy's 200th in charge), let the action commenceeeeeeeeeZZZZZZZZZzzzzZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz. Whoa.... What was that? I feel asleep? Well I would have been totally justified had I done so as the first half of 'football' was absolutely horrendous, with nothing at all of note I can recall. Not to mention the fact the atmosphere, for want of a better word, was sorely lacking.

The only real entertainment was the small hardy band of Motherwell supporters being harrassed by the stewards for actually trying to create some noise and excitement.

Into the second half we stumble.... and thankfully it's a marked improvement. The Dons actually start putting a few passes together and create some chances. It takes a tactical masterclass from Calderwood (or an injury to Considine) to change the game however and make the breakthrough. Aluko delivers a great ball from the right and the 'just on' McDonald pounces to flash a great header into the back of the net.

A few moments later and DeVisscher pings a great ball into the box before Mackie is dumped in the box. Penalty, red card for Quinn, and totally justified. The 'well keeper (Smith) tries in vain to put Miller off by throwing water in his direction (the twat), but handsome Lee confidently smashes the ball home.

Game over.

And but for some better luck it could have been 4 or 5.

Match reaction and highlights

Highlight of the day? Seeing Gus arriving rather 'refreshed' from a morning at the pub.

Season ticket count? 3 out of 6. Things are going downhill. And fast. And Dunc still hasn't seen a win. The swine.

EDIT: Raith Rovers or Alloa in the Scottish Cup 4th round ... away. Just for a change. I'll be paying a visit to Jonathan's that weekend. Bring it on.