Now, at this point, Hearts were hanging on and had just about everyone back in the box to defend this late corner-kick. Even though the ball was at the feet of McGhee, it seemed like the entire Hearts team was between him and the goal. He takes a touch and somehow trundles it in, over the line and Hampden erupts with sheer joy, delight and frankly, relief. I was thinking that at least we were still in it and even if it went to a replay, we would surely triumph.
Mark McGhee is tackled by Brian Whittaker April 1988
And then it happened again!
A free-kick to Celtic, just inside our own half. I’m looking at big Roy Aitken shaping up to take the kick and he’s pointing forward. He’s sending the whole Celtic team forward. It’s the last minute and we’re going for it. You could just sense that something was about to happen. We couldn’t win it at the death, could we?
I mind it well… but I mind more the scary surge to get through the turnstyle’s before kick-off!!