22 Heroes Undefeated After Two-hour Thriller
YOUNG HURT: MAY BE FIT FOR REPLAY
By NORMAN MACDONALD
HAMPDEN PARK this evening will be the scene of the next act in this League Cup serial drama between the Dons and Hibs.
Ibrox Park last night was a mud-churned field of glory for some and heart-breaking disappointment for others after two hours of death-or-glory football.
The game ran the whole gamut of emotions. It produced courage, stamina, thrills and excitement in abundance. The only thing it did not produce was the answer to the question who will meet Queen of the South at Tynecastle on Saturday in the semi-final.
Last night's thriller produced a first-class advertisement for post-war Scottish soccer. It held a 52,000 crowd spellbound.
What better illustration of the type of game it was can be had than the fact that as twenty-two tired but undefeated warriors retired to the pavilion at the end the crowd stood and applauded them - and 90 per cent, of the onlookers were neutral.
It would have been a shame had either team lost. The one discordant note from the Aberdeen point of view was the fact that Alec Young, one of the Dons' mud-stained heroes, received an injury to his ribs in the closing stages.
He was bandaged after the game and it is hoped that he will be fit for to-night.
It was blood-tingling, pulsating, no-limit football at Ibrox. The ground was in bad shape. The centre of the field and the penalty areas were transformed into a morass.
A magnificent flying header by Ormond and a brilliant save by Martin in the dying minutes of extra time typify the match.
The number of desperate hair's breadth escapes that both goals underwent had to be seen to be believed.
Let me tell you first of the two goals that were scored. Hibs, with a boisterous breeze behind them, dealt the first blow in twenty-three minutes.
A searching pass by Combe reached the middle. Quick as a flash Reilly transferred the ball to Turnbull and the inside left hit a dandy shot that gave Martin no chance.
Sixty-two minutes had been clocked when the Dons got the goal that made another game necessary. It started with the indomitable Welshman, Emery. One of his fullblooded clearances of the leaden ball landed on the left. Pearson headed into the middle and Yorston touched the ball on.
Baird and Paterson clashed almost on the goal line. The Hibs' centre half failed to hook the ball away and Balrd jabbed it over the line.
First Hibs and then Aberdeen held the whip hand.
The number of misses by both teams was almost fantastic. Yorston, on more than one occasion might have made the "kill" for the Dons, but perhaps the greatest scoring chance of all came to Gordon Smith with the teams level and eighty-five minutes played.
A sweeping movement by the Easter Road front line saw the Hibs' right-wing star receive a glorious pass from Ormond in the goalmouth. A goal seemed certain, but for some inexplicable reason Smith, from four or five yards' range, lobbed the ball over.
Aberdeen's greatest heroes were Martin, Emery, Young, Anderson and Hamilton. They were immense.
I can recall two memorable occasions when Martin was left alone to hold the fort with a Hibs' forward in possession bearing down on him.
The first time it was Johnstone, and the second, Reilly. Both times the Dons' keeper, undaunted, left his charge to save the day.
The granite-built Emery never flinched and never faltered on the heavy ground. His kicking was magnificent. It was his best game ever for Aberdeen. He was a Don in every sense of the word.
No less valorous in this punishing game was Young. The slightly-built centre half has any amount of pluck.
Anderson was another strong man, and seldom, if ever, has he played better. Powerful in the tackle, he ploughed through the mud with the ball to back up his forwards.
Hamilton was certainly the war horse in attack. The centre never stopped running from start to finish.
He is one of the cleanest players in the game, and it was most unexpected to see him being "booked" by the referee in the second half.
A great game finished all square. It was the right result.
Source: Press & Journal, 3rd October 1950