Dare I dream that Scotland’s World Cup dream is over at last? The torture of the national side’s performance has been piercing, and the inglorious end that surely awaits cannot come a moment too soon.
But let me tell you this, boy, as Rab C Nesbitt used to say.
If what happened on the pitch wasn’t bad enough, the antics off the pitch have been even worse. This may be an unpopular view, but I’ve had enough of all this happy-clappy, cheery-beery No Scotland, No Party nonsense.
Who are these supposedly delightful kilties marching through the streets of Boston and the beaches of
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