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Villa were absolutely dreadful last night. Played like a lower level Championship side.

Except Butland.

Before the last Aberdeen game I thought the league was lost. The 1-3 confirmed I was right. But I was wrong. A few wiser heads on here told me so. It’s not lost. It’s not won either but there are prospects. 2-0 to the Hibs tonight and Rangers are top.

Correct. As for the rest I doubt Danilo and Sima will be fit in time to make an impact and I’m not so confident about Davies, King, Matondo and Wright but Sir, we salute your optimisticabilty and I might be persuaded if we duff the Aberdonians tonight.

Did you not mean “Aberdeen will be wanting to make amends after Saturday”? Actually, iI thought they were lucky against poor opposition. Showed little in the way of energy or desire.

To make @compo greet. 1955 FA Cup Final, Newcastle United v Manchester City (I thought City only got invented five years ago) 3-1 United and four Scottish Internationalists on the park, Jimmy Scoular, Bobby Mitchell and Ronnie Simpson (uncapped at the time) for United and Bobby Johnstone, City. Johnstone scored with a header. United defence should have been ashamed. City won the 1956 Final, Johnstone scored again.

Be fsir. 2-4.

Because of a combination of satisfactory results I watched sportscene from which these random notes. Tav has started whipping corners in under the bar instead of vague loops into the box. Butland featured running out of the tunnel but not again. Aberdeen have few supporters. The team didn’t play with the frenzied physicality they employ against Rangers. Miovski’s goal was excellent but a draw against poor opposition was a lucky result. Rangers ought to win comfortably in midweek. Dundee v Hearts was a great game. Lorenzo Scianclando was brilliant. Not good enough for Rangers, of course. Just like Willie Wallace wasn’t.

I’m disappointed this morning. I’d been hoping the drummer was off on loan to Boca or Santos, anywhere he could learn rhythm.

That’s the kind of ‘keeper I like.

Any other old-style English rescue specialist manager come to mind?

No way to treat the man who plucked the phoenix out of the Darvel ashes. Speaking of Ayrshire, might a promising manager in the county be a prospect?

Cornflakes only, though Rice Crispies are acceptable but both must be Kelloggs. No other cereal will do. I checked the founder’s name. It’s fine.

Busby, Shankly and Ferguson probably did influence English football in as much as every one of them developed a club philosophy and a style of play that other clubs tried to follow. O’Neil and Billy Bingham were successful managers to a degree but I don’t think anybody wanted to copy them. I don’t think outstanding players like George Best or Denis Law had any real influence on the game.

Forgot about Hungary. (How could I?) Revie or his manager McDowall must have got the idea from them. Interestingly, one of Revie’s forward partners was Bobby Johnsone, the hibbee. An inside right, he must have played more as a centre forward with City because he scored quite a lot of goals. He reverted to goal maker when he came back to Hibs opening the gates for Joe Baker.

Did Gerrard’s kids leave Liverpool?

“Deep lying centre forward”: Don Revie, Manchester City, 1955. Nothing’s new, not even Manchester City.

Good old fashioned game, great atmosphere plus a break in. Wolves’ yellow shirts don’t look like old gold, though.

Here’s the 1956 match. Some more notable names. For Fulham, Bedford Jezzard and Jimmy Hill (Booooooo) for Newcastle, a young Ronnie Simpson.

Fulham fans giving a lamentable version of the Billy Boys as supporters of English teams always do. Four times too fast and a bizarre change of key. C’mon Newcastle.

Switched on for Fulham/Mags but I’ve misjudged the kick-off and there are still juveniles prattling on about nothing. Big bonus, though. 1950s footage of a high-scoring game between the two featuring Jackie Milburn and the Fulham ‘keeper being bundled into the net, old style, and no one turned a hair. Teams are out. I wonder who’ll be out at the end?

No mosquito was involved.

Contrary to popular belief, Kittybrewster is not a malarial swamp.

I saw the last fifteen minutes. Maidstone dead on their feet didn’t enter the Ipswich penalty box to trouble our old boy, George Edmundson. The Ipswich ‘keeper was playing on the halfway line. Maidstone utterly outclassed but the Ipswich players didn’t seem to be bothered by the way the match was going. They probably thought they could have launched a missile but the Maidstone ‘keeper would have caught it or at worst, turned it round the post. Attired in orange he nonetheless played as though anointed. 2-3.

Good judge of a player.