The end of my fourth season at Pittodrie is upon us, and I’m presented with the chance to win all four competitions for the first time. The League Cup is already in the bag, the Scottish Premiership title is just about sewn up in March and I’ve got a first leg lead in the Champions League Quarter Finals. So let’s start with the Scottish FA Cup…because that’s our next game.
Ayr away is a decent draw, it seems the league clubs tend to do quite well in this competition to a point, which ideally will be the quarter finals and no further.
Whoopee. A semi-final with Celtic awaits us.
First though, we stand on the verge of winning the league in the middle of March. All we have to do is secure one more win, and Starks’ Park is as good a place as any to do it.
That’s the double secured
So now we can turn our attention to the Champions League again. We secured an impressive 2-1 win at Old Trafford in the first leg so as long as we don’t do anything daft here, we’ll be in the semis.
Nevland tries his best to give his former club a lifeline but Bakayoko soon puts an end to that and despite some late hope offered by Nicky Butt, it’s a safe passage.
PSG have a very impressive side but they were quite average when we faced them in the group stage last year. They’ve lost Maurice to Man Utd and they play Lamouchi as a left wing back, so they’re not perfect.
It’s going to be attack vs attack as I decide to fight fire with fire, or in this case Wiltord with Nevland.
I’m so pleased the Nev has regained his form after his bad injury.
Another semi-final comes in the form of the Scottish Cup, as we renew rivalries with Celtic. In fairness to both Old Firm sides, they seem to have re-modelled themselves so they can at least compete in the matches against us even if they are if anything further away from us in the league. Celtic scrape a draw after a pair of red cards kill the game somewhat
That means a replay, something I can definitely do without, and so two days later we renew rivalries. Cusack is sent off again for Celtic, a rather silly opening 5 minutes sees us two goals and a man up before Celtic pull one back late on. Still, we’re in the final!
The schedule is getting pretty stupid now, that replay not helping and a third game against Celtic in 5 days seems entirely unnecessary
Those 3 Celtic games (plus a home clash with St Mirren) are the meat in a PSG sandwich and it’s time for another famous European night at Pittodrie, which is definitely a thing. It’s a nervy affair but Bakayoko is once again the main man and fires us into the final. What a guy
Look at that schedule
7 games in 14 days…cheers. It’s a good job the league is won.
I am very proud of our unbeaten league record this season but the sheer number of games we have to play is making it difficult to pick my best team. Bakayoko comes off the bench to snatch an equaliser at Eatser Road but they go straight up the other end to snatch it. Boo!
A rare blot on our copy book but I won’t lose any sleep over it. We win the league by 24 points.
Scenes. Celtic and Rangers are very similar now, though Rangers have a fearsome attack of Laudrup, O’Neill, Karembeu and Negri, which is always annoying. Just as we look set to win the FA Cup, Laudrup forces extra time and we’re soon behind in extra time. Mulryne, who from memory has a really good record against Rangers, saves our bacon and it’s another replay.
The normal replay slot would be the Wednesday, but that’s Champions League final day. I despair sometimes. So the replay will have to wait.
In the meantime, hit the Champions League music. We’re off to Lisbon for the final against an Atletico Madrid side with Kiko, Vieri and Juninho. This will be tough
Yippeee we’ve got the trophy back! A nervy 10 minutes, yes, but you can’t stop Emmers and Nevland. Well you can try, but the trophy is ours. That’s the treble.
To make it four out of four, we just need to win an FA Cup final replay against Rangers. Bakayoko gets sent off after 2 minutes after a horrible tackle. Silly man.
We trail at half time and it looks like the dream of winning the lot is dead. Marc Emmers is always a man for the big occasion though and he equalises, before your hero and mine (mostly mine) Erik Nevland scores a late winner. I’d jump on him if it wasn’t very risky for his dodgy spine.
Here’s a quick look at how the Premier League ended before we look at the awards. Man Utd won by a country mile:
Awards time then and some winners are more surprising than others
Good days for Marc Morgan and Stephen Bywater, presumably the awards panels were short for time and just handed out the player of the year and young player of the year to the same players. Who in the blue hell is Tomasz Popszynski?
20 for passing? I’m sold! The Ederson of his day.
That’s it for season 4, a golden season for the Aberdeen faithful. What now? There’s £40m in the bank to improve the squad. I would like to win the Super Cup and World Club Cup just to finish the job, but then I’m actively on the move. I don’t think there’s any more for me to achieve here. But where to go?