Pack up the cowbells, for the dream is over. It was in our hands and we had victory (or at least a draw) in sight and it was stolen in the cruelest fashion. Don’t get me wrong, Scotland can take a lot from the last two or so years, but after all the hard work of beating France home and away, it all came down to the 1081st minute of the campaign and well, no one epitomises glorious failure quite like us.
Sure if McFadden had slotted *that* chance away, we’d all be dreaming about a summer in the Alps, truth is we dared to take on the two teams that played in the World Cup final some 16 months ago. Even if that shady free kick decision hadn’t gone against us, nothing was guaranteed at 1-1, but if Ukraine do end up beating France on Wednesday, it’ll just be that much crueler.
I’m still in a state of shock to be honest. I’ve never been so upset at the result of a game of football in all my life, and after nearly 30 years of highs and lows with Scotland that’s saying something.
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3 responses to “Glorious Failure”
uhm… sorry? what the hell does any of what you said mean?
was that not a BELLY BUSTER such a shame ;(…i felt sooo sorry for them…..never mind maybe the BEST IS STILL TO COME!!!!!
mum xxx
that linesman should be hung drawn and quartered…b*****d HOPE HE GOT THE LAST PLANE HOME TO SPAIN
Yes indeed you are right – Just the usual though for a Scotland fan. I heard you called looking for me. I was involved in a heavy weekend session in the Toon. Ironically, I got more of a slagging when Israel scored their second :-(