Got the 10:19 train to Glasgow, getting there at 12:00. Then got the underground up to St Georges Cross and made my way to Munn's Vaults where I had a few pints with the Glasgow Dee's. Time passed quickly and it was time to go to the game. I met Vic and Nicky in the ground they had been shopping and left Dundee at 07:30.
To the game and we start well and we could have taken the lead, but against the run of play and Thistle took the lead with a well taken goal. Poor from our point of veiw as we did not close them down quick enough. The Alex Rae got booked for dissent. Then not long after that Alex Rae made a great run and from 18 yards he levelled the game at 1-1. Then after celebrating too much the ref booked Alex again and off he went. Then just before half time Thistle scored from a corner, but it did look like a corner and again poor marking.
Into the second half and we again look good and in control and only a great save from the Thistle keeper stopped Andy McLaren from scoring with a clever lob. But with about 20 minutes to go and the ref gave Partick a soft looking penalty and that was the end of the game for us.
Bryan Deasley came on and at least he got a run out.
After the game I went back to Munn's Vault and had a few beers with the Glasgow Dees and a few from the Aberdeen Branch. A good day out and the only down point was the score.I left Maryhill around 19:30 getting home to Cupar at 21:30.
Monday, October 30, 2006
Friday, October 27, 2006
Ian Rae's View on Vllaznia
I set off on Wednesday morning from home & parked in my office car park in Edinburgh Park. A pre-ordered taxi turned up to take me to the airport. The taxi driver – who claimed to be a Hearts fan – didn’t recognise my Magners top & thought I was off to watch Celtic play! I’d have thought the kilt would have made him realise that I was following a Scottish (not Irish) team. Still I was in too good a humour to mention 1986 and all that!
On arrival at the airport, there were a few TV cameras – who I coolly tried to ignore as I collected my ticket – from Dave (come on the Dens) the tour operator. I have to admit that the whole airport thing was a bit weird. For example, I’d decided that a good breakfast was a sound plan (with all the beers likely to be getting drunk soon), so I approached the checkout with a plate of food – only to be passed by Jim Duffy. “Morning boss” was all I could think of!
Through departures I met up with some more dees – the web site editor, Kenny (I think) from the Aberdeen Dark Blues – who’s writing a book on the championship season – and more. It was a pleasant surprise to order a pint of Caledonian 80 at the bar for £1.65 or something – do they really sell beer that cheep in Edinburgh Airport departures all the time?
Then to the plane. We were slightly behind schedule at this time – I think the plane was a little late turning up – but we all got on. Out came the bar first – which was quickly emptied. The players – up at the front of the plane – were first to be server – with a tray of chilled water. Quite right too – we were drinking for them!
Immigration at Tirana airport was pretty straight-forward (compared to some places I’ve been). Whilst in the queue for passport control – I heard a shout from behind – and turned around to see Deeko – the other Glasgow Dee who’d made the trip. Deeko had travelled over with his brother (Colin) via Heathrow and Budapest. His impeccable sense of timing meant that he got to share the bus back to the Sheraton with the rest of us. Meanwhile the team bus had headed up to be closer to the Shkodra, apparently they’d hired some villa close to the ground. Which, considering the journey up there, was a very good idea.
The Sheraton, however, was an excellent base. Excellent outdoor pool, with beer on service, and a relaxing bar inside. However, I reckoned the beer was probably more expensive than outside. So after a quick couple in the Sheraton, Deeko, Colin, Billy (Ferrari’s, Cupar Fife) and Gary (Cupar Angus, Perth 62) and I headed out into town.
It was sunset at this time, though as will later be explained, it was all I really saw of Tirana by foot in daylight! The central area – right next to Deeko’s hotel – was pretty busy during the day, but thee appeared to be no traffic lights or give way. Basically the rule seemed to seemed to be whichever vehicle or person got into that place of road had “right of way”.
Deeko and Colin hung their scarves out of their window – “claiming” another hotel for the dark blues. And off we went in search of food, after another beer, of course. We ended up eating around the corner, in a place just off the main street. The food was pretty good, and most waiters understood English (“beer”) or German or Italian. Here we were reminded of the fact that local kids are always trying to sell you cigarettes. We were sitting outside, right next to the pavement, and the kids could just walk up and offer fags. Colin decided that he wanted some cigarette papers (skins) so we tried to ask the kids, miming rolling a cigarette. We thought we were not making any progress, as they seemed to disappear. It was a complete surprise when they re-appeared holding what seemed to be 20-40 big fat joints (you know, the cone shaped kind. Call me an old square – but I did not fancy trying one to find out what it was.
It’s worth also mentioning that the people were super friendly, and the local ladies just as beautiful as you might find in Glasgow, Dundee or Nice! (Says he trying to be politically correct!).
The rest of the night we spent wandering around. There was the bar where the student from London wouldn’t serenade us with her fiddle. The nightclub that switched the music on when we arrived and I had an apologetic conversation with the staff in terrible German. There was the huge out-door bar with a video screen playing the Fashion Channel (I think) or something like that!
Around the area from the main square back to the Sheraton were a lot of ministry buildings. Apparently this part of town, which also contained the biggest villas, used to be a closed area private to Communist Party members. Anyway, the ministry buildings seemed to be very important, and most were guarded by the military (complete with guns). However the guards were very friendly and directed us towards bars and nightclubs. I think we maybe even got a photo with one of them. Throughout this “pub crawl”, of course, we were always bumping into one bunch of Dundee fans or another.
And so it came that we ended up in the Cowboy bar. When we arrived there were a bunch of dees sitting outside, and more in-side singing. We tried to sing outside, but being a residential area, we were ushered in side where we could make as much noise as we wanted. The DJ helped out by playing as many good songs as he could (Oasis, Hey Jude, etc). When he played songs that we couldn’t sing along to we typically would drown out the music with a quick chorus of “Cheer up, Ian McCall”.
I’d lost track of time at this point – I suspect that it was close to 1 when we arrived, but is was around 4:30 before I got to my bed, so I’ve no idea how many beers I had in the Cowboy bar. I do remember some Tequila appearing & participating in a round. Probably a bad idea looking back on it.
And so it was to prove the next morning., I got up in time for breakfast (10:30) but just kind of looked at it. The good news was that we didn’t have to check out until the bus came at 1. So back to bed I went until it was time for the bus.
This was a rough bus journey & I’m not talking about the road. It was only eventually, after maybe an hour and a half on the bus, that I started to recover. Funnily enough shortly after when the road took a turn for the worst. Eventually we stopped for a break that meant that I got some much-needed fresh air. Being a football bus, we also stopped at this pub – the owner must have thought it was his lucky day – and the kilts were getting a lot of respect from the passing locals.
There was supposed to be a police escort in, but it took too long for the boys in the pub to get back in the bus, so the police left with the other bus. We were dropped right at the ground and tickets were handed out.
At this point, having not had breakfast, Gary and myself set out to find something to eat. We sat at the most likely place and asked for something to eat. With some difficulty we realised “yes, what do you want” was the reply. No menu. So was asked in hope for pizza, chips, and the guy seemed to indicate that he had some meat. Reluctantly (and hungrily) we agreed. The meat was a kind of soup – well meat cooked in a pot with some stock cubes. Still another waiter (in Liverpool) top came out and chatted to us, so we also got a plate of chips & the guy at the next table bought us beer! Not that we needed the money.
On the way back to the ground we met up with a crowd of Dundee fans and sat serenading the locals on their way to the ground. We set off in good time for the game (maybe in around 40 minutes before kick-off). The plan was to have time to hang up the flags. However, we were in a small part of the ground – with no open terrace nearby. There were already a few flags flying behind the goal – so I tried to get to the front, to climb over – no go. Around the back – again the police weren’t letting me past. So again I tried down the front, desperately trying to explain what I wanted and was told to go around the back (that’s right out the gate, & around the outside). Which I did: explaining my self all the way. I had to stop another police dude to knock on the back door of the ground to let me in to hang up the flag. All while the team warmed up. And the way back was not easy either – even at the gate when, thankfully, one of the stewards recognised me as having passed out 5 minutes earlier.
Just to complete the story of the flag. At the end of the game, when we were kept in for 20 minutes, or so, this troop carrier – standing behind the goal – turned away from in front of the flags and headed as if to leave. It stopped and one of the soldiers climbed out of the cab and un-tied our flag. We thought this was more helpful Albanian hospitality (maybe he’ll bring it over) until the soldier folded it up and made for the cab. We all, of course, yelled “no” (loudly) and the soldier dropped the flag & then drove off. A few other guys made for their flags at this time, and since the stadium was empty, the police let us climb over the fence to collect their flags – which I dully did, though very carefully, since I had a £400 kilt on!
The game itself you’ve probably all heard about. Since most of you have seen the second leg by now, it’s fair to say that Vllaznia were not the strongest of opposition, still the team put in a most credible and professional performance to effectively kill the tie off in the first leg.
And so we headed for home. Not before stocking up with beer for the bus home. Which was pretty easy – there was one bar behind the stand we were allocated to & another around the corner stand. Once we’d all been served, the bar was dry. Nothing left apart from water. I don’t think the guy knew what had hit him!
We got a police escort pretty much al the way to the airport, and we were rushed through the airport check-in and on the flight home pretty sharpish. I’d booked an over-night in a travel lodge in Edinburgh, so after getting to bed at around 4:30, I was up 4 or 5 hours later for a day in the office. Still at least I got to beam at the Arabs in the office & show off the flag (of course).
Here’s to the next one!
On arrival at the airport, there were a few TV cameras – who I coolly tried to ignore as I collected my ticket – from Dave (come on the Dens) the tour operator. I have to admit that the whole airport thing was a bit weird. For example, I’d decided that a good breakfast was a sound plan (with all the beers likely to be getting drunk soon), so I approached the checkout with a plate of food – only to be passed by Jim Duffy. “Morning boss” was all I could think of!
Through departures I met up with some more dees – the web site editor, Kenny (I think) from the Aberdeen Dark Blues – who’s writing a book on the championship season – and more. It was a pleasant surprise to order a pint of Caledonian 80 at the bar for £1.65 or something – do they really sell beer that cheep in Edinburgh Airport departures all the time?
Then to the plane. We were slightly behind schedule at this time – I think the plane was a little late turning up – but we all got on. Out came the bar first – which was quickly emptied. The players – up at the front of the plane – were first to be server – with a tray of chilled water. Quite right too – we were drinking for them!
Immigration at Tirana airport was pretty straight-forward (compared to some places I’ve been). Whilst in the queue for passport control – I heard a shout from behind – and turned around to see Deeko – the other Glasgow Dee who’d made the trip. Deeko had travelled over with his brother (Colin) via Heathrow and Budapest. His impeccable sense of timing meant that he got to share the bus back to the Sheraton with the rest of us. Meanwhile the team bus had headed up to be closer to the Shkodra, apparently they’d hired some villa close to the ground. Which, considering the journey up there, was a very good idea.
The Sheraton, however, was an excellent base. Excellent outdoor pool, with beer on service, and a relaxing bar inside. However, I reckoned the beer was probably more expensive than outside. So after a quick couple in the Sheraton, Deeko, Colin, Billy (Ferrari’s, Cupar Fife) and Gary (Cupar Angus, Perth 62) and I headed out into town.
It was sunset at this time, though as will later be explained, it was all I really saw of Tirana by foot in daylight! The central area – right next to Deeko’s hotel – was pretty busy during the day, but thee appeared to be no traffic lights or give way. Basically the rule seemed to seemed to be whichever vehicle or person got into that place of road had “right of way”.
Deeko and Colin hung their scarves out of their window – “claiming” another hotel for the dark blues. And off we went in search of food, after another beer, of course. We ended up eating around the corner, in a place just off the main street. The food was pretty good, and most waiters understood English (“beer”) or German or Italian. Here we were reminded of the fact that local kids are always trying to sell you cigarettes. We were sitting outside, right next to the pavement, and the kids could just walk up and offer fags. Colin decided that he wanted some cigarette papers (skins) so we tried to ask the kids, miming rolling a cigarette. We thought we were not making any progress, as they seemed to disappear. It was a complete surprise when they re-appeared holding what seemed to be 20-40 big fat joints (you know, the cone shaped kind. Call me an old square – but I did not fancy trying one to find out what it was.
It’s worth also mentioning that the people were super friendly, and the local ladies just as beautiful as you might find in Glasgow, Dundee or Nice! (Says he trying to be politically correct!).
The rest of the night we spent wandering around. There was the bar where the student from London wouldn’t serenade us with her fiddle. The nightclub that switched the music on when we arrived and I had an apologetic conversation with the staff in terrible German. There was the huge out-door bar with a video screen playing the Fashion Channel (I think) or something like that!
Around the area from the main square back to the Sheraton were a lot of ministry buildings. Apparently this part of town, which also contained the biggest villas, used to be a closed area private to Communist Party members. Anyway, the ministry buildings seemed to be very important, and most were guarded by the military (complete with guns). However the guards were very friendly and directed us towards bars and nightclubs. I think we maybe even got a photo with one of them. Throughout this “pub crawl”, of course, we were always bumping into one bunch of Dundee fans or another.
And so it came that we ended up in the Cowboy bar. When we arrived there were a bunch of dees sitting outside, and more in-side singing. We tried to sing outside, but being a residential area, we were ushered in side where we could make as much noise as we wanted. The DJ helped out by playing as many good songs as he could (Oasis, Hey Jude, etc). When he played songs that we couldn’t sing along to we typically would drown out the music with a quick chorus of “Cheer up, Ian McCall”.
I’d lost track of time at this point – I suspect that it was close to 1 when we arrived, but is was around 4:30 before I got to my bed, so I’ve no idea how many beers I had in the Cowboy bar. I do remember some Tequila appearing & participating in a round. Probably a bad idea looking back on it.
And so it was to prove the next morning., I got up in time for breakfast (10:30) but just kind of looked at it. The good news was that we didn’t have to check out until the bus came at 1. So back to bed I went until it was time for the bus.
This was a rough bus journey & I’m not talking about the road. It was only eventually, after maybe an hour and a half on the bus, that I started to recover. Funnily enough shortly after when the road took a turn for the worst. Eventually we stopped for a break that meant that I got some much-needed fresh air. Being a football bus, we also stopped at this pub – the owner must have thought it was his lucky day – and the kilts were getting a lot of respect from the passing locals.
There was supposed to be a police escort in, but it took too long for the boys in the pub to get back in the bus, so the police left with the other bus. We were dropped right at the ground and tickets were handed out.
At this point, having not had breakfast, Gary and myself set out to find something to eat. We sat at the most likely place and asked for something to eat. With some difficulty we realised “yes, what do you want” was the reply. No menu. So was asked in hope for pizza, chips, and the guy seemed to indicate that he had some meat. Reluctantly (and hungrily) we agreed. The meat was a kind of soup – well meat cooked in a pot with some stock cubes. Still another waiter (in Liverpool) top came out and chatted to us, so we also got a plate of chips & the guy at the next table bought us beer! Not that we needed the money.
On the way back to the ground we met up with a crowd of Dundee fans and sat serenading the locals on their way to the ground. We set off in good time for the game (maybe in around 40 minutes before kick-off). The plan was to have time to hang up the flags. However, we were in a small part of the ground – with no open terrace nearby. There were already a few flags flying behind the goal – so I tried to get to the front, to climb over – no go. Around the back – again the police weren’t letting me past. So again I tried down the front, desperately trying to explain what I wanted and was told to go around the back (that’s right out the gate, & around the outside). Which I did: explaining my self all the way. I had to stop another police dude to knock on the back door of the ground to let me in to hang up the flag. All while the team warmed up. And the way back was not easy either – even at the gate when, thankfully, one of the stewards recognised me as having passed out 5 minutes earlier.
Just to complete the story of the flag. At the end of the game, when we were kept in for 20 minutes, or so, this troop carrier – standing behind the goal – turned away from in front of the flags and headed as if to leave. It stopped and one of the soldiers climbed out of the cab and un-tied our flag. We thought this was more helpful Albanian hospitality (maybe he’ll bring it over) until the soldier folded it up and made for the cab. We all, of course, yelled “no” (loudly) and the soldier dropped the flag & then drove off. A few other guys made for their flags at this time, and since the stadium was empty, the police let us climb over the fence to collect their flags – which I dully did, though very carefully, since I had a £400 kilt on!
The game itself you’ve probably all heard about. Since most of you have seen the second leg by now, it’s fair to say that Vllaznia were not the strongest of opposition, still the team put in a most credible and professional performance to effectively kill the tie off in the first leg.
And so we headed for home. Not before stocking up with beer for the bus home. Which was pretty easy – there was one bar behind the stand we were allocated to & another around the corner stand. Once we’d all been served, the bar was dry. Nothing left apart from water. I don’t think the guy knew what had hit him!
We got a police escort pretty much al the way to the airport, and we were rushed through the airport check-in and on the flight home pretty sharpish. I’d booked an over-night in a travel lodge in Edinburgh, so after getting to bed at around 4:30, I was up 4 or 5 hours later for a day in the office. Still at least I got to beam at the Arabs in the office & show off the flag (of course).
Here’s to the next one!
Dundee Sign Boggan
Dundee have signed midfielder Jon Boggan on a deal until January, he played for Liverpool youths and spend the last two months of last season with Accrington Stanley. Before that the 25 year old was out for 3 years with a knee injury.
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Partick Thistle Build Up
A young Dundee side lost 1-0 at McDiarmid Park last night, Owen Coyle scored the only goal with twenty minutes to go. It was a Forfarshire Cup Tie. Included in the Dundee side were Brian McGinty, Bryan Deasley and Ross Harris.
At Dens there was a Question and Answer session with George Knight,Dave McKinnon and Alex Rae which lasted two hours, it went well by reports on the Dundee FC website.
Ludovic Roy and Alex Rae has slight knocks, but should be fit for Saturday.
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Dundee 1 Hamilton 1, Dens Park, 21/10/06
Dundee drew 1-1 with Hamilton at Dens on Saturday, Brian McGinty made his debut and will need a few games to get his match fitness up. Hamilton scored first after sloppy play in our midfield lead to a cross being headed on and McLeod headed past Ludovic Roy. Dundee should have scored when the ball fell to Paul Dixon, but somehow he hit bar from close range. Into the second half and we started very well and the ball will just not break. But after a Andy McLaren header was dropped by the Hamilton keeper Greg Strong scored his first goal from 6 yards. We then pushed forward for the winner, but Hamilton had a couple of chances and one of them Roy made a great save. Near the end and Andy McLaren shot home from 6 yards, but it hit a defender on the line and came back out. So in the end we had to settle for a draw.
Friday, October 20, 2006
Hamilton Buildup...........................
Dundee today signed St Mirren striker Brian McGinty on loan until January. McGinty will be in the squad for the visit of Hamilton Academical to Dens on Saturday. The six foot one inch tall, 29 year old, scored 16 league goals in 90 starts for the Paisley club. And Kevin McDonald will be fit to play.
Should be a good open game as both teams look to put the pressure on the league leaders.
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Ross County 1 Dundee 0, 14/October/06
I stayed at Dave Cooper's on Friday night for the early start for the trip up to Dingwall, up at 06:30 got ready and left at 07:05 to walk down to Doc Stewarts. The Doc Azzurri's bus is leaving at 07:30. My mate Dougie Laing did not make it sleeping in. So I was glad Karen and Susan are on the bus.
We left just after half seven and the plan is to stop at Newton Stewart for breakfast, in which was really good bacon and egg roll was just what we needed. Next stop was Conan Bridge getting there at 12:00 just in time to watch Celtic beat Dundee United 4-1. The pub is called The Duck and they put on food which is first class, plus the weather is also very nice.
We leave for Dingwall at 14:30 and it's only 3 miles away. We have to buy a ticket for the game from a portacabin. At least the £12 is good value.
On to the game now and we struggle for the whole first half and we are lucky just to be only 1 nil down. We are a wee bit better in the second half, but the ball won't break for us and the games runs away from us.
I also met Alex Benvie at the game and it's the first time I've seen him in a few years. Alex used to have the programme shop at Dens in the 1980's.
We leave and the journey is quite quick and we stop off at Dunkeld for one hour for a drink and something out of the chip shop. We get back to Dundee just after 9pm. It's been a good day out, only the result was the only downpoint.
We left just after half seven and the plan is to stop at Newton Stewart for breakfast, in which was really good bacon and egg roll was just what we needed. Next stop was Conan Bridge getting there at 12:00 just in time to watch Celtic beat Dundee United 4-1. The pub is called The Duck and they put on food which is first class, plus the weather is also very nice.
We leave for Dingwall at 14:30 and it's only 3 miles away. We have to buy a ticket for the game from a portacabin. At least the £12 is good value.
On to the game now and we struggle for the whole first half and we are lucky just to be only 1 nil down. We are a wee bit better in the second half, but the ball won't break for us and the games runs away from us.
I also met Alex Benvie at the game and it's the first time I've seen him in a few years. Alex used to have the programme shop at Dens in the 1980's.
We leave and the journey is quite quick and we stop off at Dunkeld for one hour for a drink and something out of the chip shop. We get back to Dundee just after 9pm. It's been a good day out, only the result was the only downpoint.
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Young Scot's Win
Kevin McDonald fired Scotland into the elite group stage of the UEFA European Under 19 Championship at the Falkirk Stadium this afternoon, the Dens kid striking twice early in the second half to break the deadlock after a dour first period. Playing as a second striker alongside David Goodwillie Kevin was perfectly placed twice to net from close range and ensure qualification as Germany beat Bosnia in the afternoon's other group match.
The match eventually finished 4-0 with the scoring being completed with goals from Hibs Darren McCormack and Rangers' Steven Lennon. Keeper Scott Murray had to make do with a place on the bench, but given the commanding performances in both group games of Motherwell's Alan Martin that's understandable. Now the Scots head into the massive challenge of Germany on Tuesday evening with the comfort of knowing that they are already through to the next stage of the tournament.
The match eventually finished 4-0 with the scoring being completed with goals from Hibs Darren McCormack and Rangers' Steven Lennon. Keeper Scott Murray had to make do with a place on the bench, but given the commanding performances in both group games of Motherwell's Alan Martin that's understandable. Now the Scots head into the massive challenge of Germany on Tuesday evening with the comfort of knowing that they are already through to the next stage of the tournament.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Airdrie and St.Johnstone
I missed the Airdrie game due to Calum's stag weekend in Cork, but the 1 nil victory was a great result for the club. If you did not know Derek Lyle scored the winner from the penalty spot after Gavin Swankie was fouled in the box.
Last Saturday we drew 1-1 with St.Johnstone at Dens we started the game very well, but Derek Lyle got sent off after the linesman flagged, it seemed a bit harsh. Perth saints scored midway through the half and it looked that we would struggle. But the fighting qualities that the club has just now pulled us through. In the second half we took the game to our hosts and it was no surprise when after good play by Gavin Swankie, who passed to Andy McLaren who shot home. A good draw for us and great performances from Andy McLaren and Paul Dixon.
Dundee have Cameroon striker Issac Mopi on trial this week, Alex Rae has said he has done well and will play in a bounce game next week. Ross Harris should be fit for the trip to Dingwall a week on Saturday, it's a bonus as many thought he had broken his leg on Saturday.
Last Saturday we drew 1-1 with St.Johnstone at Dens we started the game very well, but Derek Lyle got sent off after the linesman flagged, it seemed a bit harsh. Perth saints scored midway through the half and it looked that we would struggle. But the fighting qualities that the club has just now pulled us through. In the second half we took the game to our hosts and it was no surprise when after good play by Gavin Swankie, who passed to Andy McLaren who shot home. A good draw for us and great performances from Andy McLaren and Paul Dixon.
Dundee have Cameroon striker Issac Mopi on trial this week, Alex Rae has said he has done well and will play in a bounce game next week. Ross Harris should be fit for the trip to Dingwall a week on Saturday, it's a bonus as many thought he had broken his leg on Saturday.
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