God bless those that were'nt here to witness this.
[QUOTE=DaveSo;4723565]THAT day was different.
Firstly, my brother decided to fly home from Kuala Lumpa for the final. He wasn't at all the other recent losing finals.
On an impulse I picked up a picture of my Grandad who died suddenly as a youngish man way back in 1960. He was a Leither through and through and probably the reason our family are all Hibees. The picture was put in my back pocket so in effect we had four generations going to the game - my Grandad, my dad, me and my brother plus my two teenage sons.
We were also on a different supporters bus as the usual bus always ended up with misery on the way home.
So off we set but soon into the journey the driver tells us the bus is overheating and he is stopping in Livingston to await a replacement vehicle. Fortunately he stopped outside a pub so we all trooped in for refreshments !
It was agreed we would stay where we were and pass on the visit to Shettleston Juniors where we were booked in.
We were all happy with this at this change of routine, it was a good sign or so we kept reassuring ourselves.
So a few hours later we climbed into the new bus to get to Hampden. Once there we got parked up with help from the polis and my brother discovered we were right beside a flat he stayed in during the 1980's while at Uni so we trooped round to it so he could get a picture at its front door. No idea why but again it was different !
Our ticket arrangements were different this time as well. My dad and I had tickets for the South Stand while my boys and brother were in the East. Usually we are all together.
A family hug beside the rank food vans outside Hampden and we split up to get in at our different turnstiles. We agreed to meet at the same place after the game hoping our big change of cup final habits would bring a different result.
Five minutes in and Stoksey was on fire and terrified their defence as they let him run in unopposed to score. First time I had ever seen Hibs in the lead in a Scottish Cup final. Fantastic start and feeling.
As we all know now despite being the better team with numerous chances we were two-one down with 10 minutes to go. That familiar sick feeling was returning.
A few minutes later Liam Henderson takes a corner right in front of us and Stoksey nods it in and it's crazy in the stands. It was now the first time I had seen Hibs score two goals in a Scottish Cup final. Game on again.
And then into injury time it's another corner right in front of us. The noise just seemed to get louder and louder and as Liam Henderson fired in another pin point cross it seemed like a green and white exocet missile launched itself at the ball and it flew into the net. Cue absolute bedlam on a scale I have never seen or witnessed before and unfortunately I don't think will ever see again.
For the remaining two minutes my dad and I just hugged each other and I kept on saying "We're gonna win it, we're gonna win it" and then it was over. Similar to all of us it was an indescribable feeling of euphoria.
It was the first time any of us had seen Hibernian win the Scottish Cup.
Later after the Cup was awarded I pulled out the picture of my Grandad and showed it to my dad saying "your dads here and he seen us win the cup too". My dad just burst into tears as he really thought at age 69 he was never going to see this happen.
Back to the meeting point and this time a mad celebration group hug with my boys and brother.
THAT day was definitely different and it was the best ever ![/QUOTE
Just read your post, wish I hadn't, in floods of tears again.
Hopefully happy ever after
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My Trip to Hampden
Vini1875
Glasgow Nice won Vinnie GGTTH.
53 years old
My stonry is actually about two members of the West of Scotland Branch, Ian and Elaine. he's from Glasgow and she is from Perth. They got together almost two decades ago and as time wore on they would often be asked about wedding plans, to which they both replied "We'll do it when Hibs win the cup."
So on the 21st of May at around 4.50pm as Hibs fans hugged each other and some ran onto the pitch following David Gray's late winner, high up in the south stand debenture section, Ian dropped to one knee and produced the ring he had been carrying since we went to the final in 2001 and asked Elaine if she would finally marry him. She said yes, making David Gray not only a cup winning captain but also a cup winning cupid. I had texted her after the final to say what they were going to say now and she just texted a picture of the ring on her finger.
Majorca for me. (Missed the Cup Final).
After being utterly miserable after the playoffs, the wife and I went to Majorca for a weeks holiday.
I am almost 60 and been a Hibby all my days, always recalling my granddads words that I would never live to see my team win the Scottish Cup.
He had been to both finals in the 1920s and never got over the Hibs losing both of them. I went to all the Hampden SC nightmares as well.
We went to a local Sports bar in Cala D'Or, where I counted 13 people in the large bar, average age 75, not a Hun in sight (all Hibbys).
Great to go one up, then reality hit us, as we were 2-1 down with 20 minutes to go, when super sub Henderson came on.
The auld yins in the bar where muttering about Hampden hoodoos, when Stokesy headed in the equaliser (He really loves playing against the Rangers).
Well,!!! after looking like coffin-dodgers, all the auld yins went mental ( Zimmers cast asunder!!), I don't think the Spanish bar staff knew what was going on.
When Gray scored the third, the place went even more mental, then the whistle, and the realisation, that 114 years of hurt were over.(Felt strangely numb & exhilarated at same time).
The bar staff then changed the Channel!!! (didn't get to watch the Hibs fans taking home some souvenirs!!!) as the FA Cup Final was about to start.
Wife then asked, if I wanted to contact our Airline and try and fly home that Evening/next morning, for the Glorious Sunday Parade!!.
I said "Naw", as I wanted to lie on my sun bed for the next 6 days thinking about what had just happened.
Got home and spent the next 8 weeks drawing our heroes.!!
GGTTH
Missed my first cup final in 44 years
I moved to Singapore on the 2nd of January. OnSunday the 7th February I met this beautiful woman in a café and we are now an item. After a great day with her, watched the game at Tynecastle on Hibs TV, at 2-0 down I changed into my pajamas. At 2-1 and because of the delay in transmission I got a Whatsapp from a friend when Hanlon equalized. I knew what was coming on the delayed feed! Put my clothes on and went to the corner bar – now past midnight in Singapore but Chinese New Year. Got drunk and sang Hibs songs much to amusement of the locals.
On cup final day I was in the remote north of the Philippines with my woman. I got the time difference wrong and when I switched on my phone and logged into BBC Sport it was one nil Hibs. We went to bed and I followed the game on my phone. When it went 2-1 switched my phone off thinking I am not jinx after all! I woke up at 5am in the morning and switched my phone expecting 3-1 or 4-1 to them. I jumped out of bed sang and woke her up, got coffee and watched the goals and celebrations like I do almost every day now. Tears filled my eyes as they still do. Her family wondered why I was so happy and I told them the story of our 114 year wait and showed them the videos. They immediately declared it a party and we hired a karaoke and I sang 500 miles. Never going to a cup final again but will be back as my middle son bought me a 12thman package for my 60th. Hope it’s against them and I will have 2016 on my shirt or maybe 0 -7. I can die happy now. After the Hearts and Celtic finals and blowing it against Falkirk in the semi I thought that was it!