Hearts of Midlothian 1 – 2 Neil Lennon’s Celtic
Hearts came out of the traps like a maroon battering ram as predicted, they pressed us high and disrupted our usual passing game.
First honest mistake from brother McLean was a clear foul on Toljan given against him. Here we go I thought, as it turned out he had one of his better games when reffing us.
I thought young Euan Henderson who was getting his second start for us struggled a bit against the physicality of Hearts but he didn’t crumble under the pressure. Hearts had three booked in the first half Harring should have seen red for a foul on Bain as he was already on a yellow, had it been any other team than us he would have .
Bain made a world class save down to his right finger tipping a very decent goal bound shot around the post ,,, Boyata nearly sold the jerseys with a lazy pass straight to Naismith who should have scored but Boyata did just enough to put him off .
A free for hearts and we broke, Euan Henderson played a superb pass to Scott Sinclair who took off like a train, he spotted Oli Burke who I fully expected to attempt to score but instead he somehow spotted James Forrest who was in the clear near the six yard line to tap home.
A classic counter attack, one of the best I have seen for many a year.
At the end of the first half a first start for an ex hun Brandon saw red for a fore arm smash to Toljan. I was as surprised as any Celtic supporter with the decision, it was the correct one.
Hearts in the second half did as expected, parked the bus and played for set pieces,, we dithered about at the back and for once it cost us when Bain gave Ajer a hospital pass and he just got to the ball but took out the Hearts attacker and brother McLean awarded them a pen from which they scored.
We huffed and puffed but seemed to be getting nowhere, to many pointless circulating of the ball getting us nowhere,………………..then my internet went down, but I saw the last ten mins……
It was looking like a 1-1 draw and a disappointing start to Lenny’s tenure, but 92 mins in Scott Brown who was my MoM played a wonderful chip into the box and it found Odsonne who slotted it home, the eruption from the stands was understandable but the outpouring of emotion from the Celtic bench was amazing to witness, the togetherness was palpable.
Three points secured and a dagger through the hearts of the hun who would have been anticipating us dropping points tonight, the Sky studio at the end looked like they had a death in the family, they were gutted which made things all the sweeter, even Pedro in the stands had a huge grin on his face at the end.
Brendan who 🙂
Match report compiled by The Exiled Tim
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