Put together those thousands of involuntary yells that echoed from North-east homes on Saturday when Yorston scored and you have a noise that makes the Hampden roar seem like a whisper. It was, for we who did not get to Hampden, a stay-at-home-and-listen-in day. The shopkeepers' tills showed it - it was noticeable in the streets of Aberdeen. Few budged from the fireside until it was all over. My two highlights - Hearing those massed Scots singing the National Anthem with far more fervour than the Wembley crowd the previous Saturday. Hearing the tribute to "Gentleman George” when, with Aberdeen calling the tune, he refused to tackle the injured Niven.
Rush Job And a highlight of the Hampden trek for hundreds of Aberdonians was in being able to buy the Green Final on the street, in the station and at the bus depots in Glasgow - within a few hours of the final whistle. At this end the papers, carrying the full report, were rushed to Dyce, loaded on the 6.5 p.m. plane, flown to Turnhouse and then run into Glasgow by fast car. And they were snapped up like hot cakes. It seemed that everyone wanted to read Aberdeen’s own sports paper’s account of the battle - Glaswegians too. And how Wee Alickie, battered, bruised, leaning on his crutch and sighing thankfully took a trick with West coast readers!
Source: Evening Express Monday April 27th, 1953