Aberdeen, although decidedly the better football playing side, just managed to scrape through against saint mirren at Pittodrie on Saturday. At any time in the last 10 minutes the visitors might have drawn level and divided the Scottish League points, so persistently and so spiritedly did they press home the attack. At no time throughout the match today showed the finer points of the game, and as their slap-dash methods kept the others from doing it, the contest was not pretty, however interesting and exciting much of it was. Had the Aberdeen forwards - particularly the inside men - taken a fair proportion of the chances that were presented to them, principally by Soye, the black and gold brigade would have led quite comfortably at the interval. The Saints had any amount of lock, but all the same their plucky display was creditable, and betokened a stiff journey for Aberdeen at Paisley when the clubs meet in the opening round of the Scottish Cup competition.
The game opened in most sensational fashion. Greig was beaten with a longish shot from the foot of McDougall, the Saints pivot, and Main headed through a beautifully-placed corner by Soye in the first 3 minutes. Aberdeen had the pull of matters for a long time after this, the visitors only occasionally being able to get within shooting distance of Greg. McDougall was a trier at the time, and should have scored with no one but goalkeeper to beat after he had left both backs behind. Soye was the outstanding figure in the home rates. Main and the others plied him well with the leather, and nothing was thrown away upon him. His play was delightful to watch, and it was not his plane that it was not productive of the leading goal. In one of their spasmodic bursts the Saints got a free-kick, and Greig had to exert himself to render Duff's fast shot abortive. At the other end Duncan saved splendidly, and the home defence came through siege after siege with flying colours.
Aberdeen were not long in finding themselves in the lead after resuming. It came as their first goal did. Soye planted a flag-kick well into goal, Wyllie's cranium was there, and, at express speed, the ball past between the bar and Duncan's fingers. The Saints did not lie down, although for a time they had undoubtedly the most defending to do. Their backs and halves flung their weight about, as the saying is, and, with strong clearing and wide passing, they met and brought to naught the more studied tactics of the home combination. Main went off injured, and from that time on words the game took a turn in the Paisley men's favour. Their forwards became more dangerous, and Greig got more to do than hitherto. He had one capital saved from Kyle. The old Ranger had been very little in evidence, Wilson keeping him well in hand, and Colman always chipping in when husband was being nursed. Paton was the brainiest of the lot, and took a deal of watching, while McDougall, with his should-at-site prevent cities, had to get little rope.
Hume well and a cheer for check meeting McDougall when the other defenders nearby stopped to look on and claim offside. Three corners in succession fell to the Buddies, who were now going strong and threatening to at least provide the spoil. There was relief when Lennie swung the leather from goalmouth too near midfield. McIntosh was bowled over inside the penalty area when well set for goal, and a Saint later on so far forgot himself as to handle - an incident which the referee did not observe. The visitors did another turn of pressing before the end, Colman mulling a kick back from Hume, and Greig having to fist away from the resultant corner. Aberdeen were glad when the whistle blew.
Source: Aberdeen Daily Journal, 1st January 1912