At last justice has been done and everyone is now accepting that Hibs are actually a good side, they are not just having a lucky start to the season and yes, they are capable of winning the league. For years now David Murray and Dick Advocaat have been groaning on about the poor standard of Scottish football and blaming the lack of real competition at home as the reason that the Huns were hopeless in Europe. Well, it's funny how things can turn out isn't it? At the time of writing, Rangers are fourth in the league behind Celtic, Hibs and Kilmarnock and have just lost three league games on the trot.

Quite clearly Rangers have now got the level of competition they have been asking for but, my oh my, they are not too happy about it. It appears to have been a rather bogus argument that the rest of the SPL teams were holding Rangers back as they are still struggling in Europe even now they have competition here. In fact Advocaat is truly grasping at straws as he claims that because Rangers are being humped here this is having an adverse effect on their performances in Europe due to a lack of confidence. Obviously little Dick believes that the sole purpose of every other football team is to allow Rangers to be successful so he is going to have to be a bit more explicit in his demands. Should the rest of the SPL let Rangers win every game so their confidence is high for Europe or should we all beat them so that they can only progess through merit? Before I finish talking about Rangers I feel I must say one more thing. I have decided that Rangers fans are the worst behaved, worst dressed and most ill-mannered oafs in Scotland. Well, maybe not all Rangers fans, just all those who came through to watch Hibs beating their team in October.

To see them all milling about Easter Road before the game guzzling their Buckfast (Glaswegian champagne) and terrorising anyone who dared look at them was quite revolting. They sing Rule Britannia, God Save the Queen and The Sash constantly even though none of these songs has the remotest connection with modern Scottish football. I dare say they are delighted to have a striker with the name Billy in amongst all their foreign mercenaries as it gives them a desperately tenuous link to 'the grand old days of yore'. Also, if you ever wanted proof that fat blokes just should not wear football tops then all you need do is observe a herd of Huns on the prowl. You would think the club shop would refuse to sell replica tops to these bloaters as they know that they will have the audacity to wear them in public. For the sake of balance I feel it necessary to inform you that Celtic fans are no better. In summary, if you ever have the misfortune to attend an Old Firm game be sure to turn your watch back three hundred years.

Right, let's talk about how brilliant Hibs are. I take it you witnessed the total drubbing we gave Hearts on October 22nd and have engraved it into your memory as one to tell the grandchildren about. What a performance, have you ever seen a more inept Hearts team? What a daft question, of course you have, at least twice last season and that memorable New Years day in 1973 for starters. Poor old Jim Jefferies must have thought history was about to repeat itself but at least this time he could watch it unfold from the touchline rather than have to be on the pitch joining his charges in a collective headless chicken impersonation. It was wonderful to listen to Sunny Jim a week later before Hearts played St Johnstone as he said that his players were badly stung by the criticism they had received and were angry enough now to make sure that they never humiliated themselves like that again. Just in case you missed it St Johnstone gubbed them 3-0 that day. Oh dear.