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I was alone in a crowded room, when the where were you moment happened. The moment that means James McFadden will never buy a pint of Tennents ever again. The moment that puts him in wie the iconic moments of Gemmill, Narey and Daglish.
The room i was in went mental when the French goalie flapped at Faddy's arsehole winder, a wonder goal?, maybe, but more one of the plus points of playing wie a jumped upped two bob fly away you used to get as a freebie at gala days up and doon the country.
I didnae. I didnae feel the urge, yes was pleased we had scored but i didnae feel close to the way i felt when say, Thommo scored against Barca- which i think is comparable to last nights match up- or when McDonald scored last week against Spartak.
According to The Herald today, we should be hugging strangers, kissing babies and helping auld wimin across the road. The greatest ever Scottish result gives the greatest wee nation in the world something to boast aboot along wie the Glesga teams qualifying for the the Champions League, wie one of them beating the best unseeded qualifier to get there.
Final whistle went last night, i was pleased that Paul Hartley showed that he could play a deep role well- we will need that in the CL- Scott Broon proved he could drive 20 yards up the park against any team in the world and Big Mick used his ability well enough to stop the French pretty wee triangles from going anywhere.
But there was no elation comparable to an Arfur penalty save or a Nakamura free kick.
Just a wonder if that was the same Stephen Pearson we sold and if Aiden will be fit enough to go past Ross Tokley at 3pm on Saturday.
Forza
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Kevin,
Spot on mate, That's how I felt watching the Scotland-France game at hampden in the pub,everyone else going mental and me standing there watching them all going mad and feeling absolutely nothing, no joy, no disappointment nothing. I have never felt that way about the Scotland team I'm afraid. Sorry tell a lie, when I was a wee boy I got abit upset watching the 86 world cup in Mexico when they were knocked out by Uruguay. I was 12.
By 1988 I was going regularly to CP, and I felt something toward Jack Charlton's Ireland team in the Euro 88 games, mainly because they were playing England and had Packie, Chris Morris and big Mick playing. Also the fact I could share in this with my Irish granbdparents meade me feel something towards them, I felt the same watching them in the Italia 90 WC whilst in Donegal and being in Dungloe when Packie came home on the back of an open back lorry.
I didn't get that feeling again when big Jack left though, I was disappointed if they lost but nothing like the way I was when Celtic lost, similarly when they won it was pretty much nothingness again. That is exactly how I feel now when watching international football. Nothing
My big satisfaction, apart from hearing the French commentators giving grudging complements to the Scots' catennaccio display, were my two boys (both born in France) doing cartwheels when Faddy scrored.
Hearing them saying "us" and "we", when referring to the Scotland team, gave me a wee glow of satisfaction.
My life hasn't been totally wasted.
I used to go to the Scotland games mostly in the 70s, I remember the glorious failures, and near misses, the odd great game, and crying when we got humped by Peru in 78. I'm old enough to have seen the 67 Wembley game on the B&W telly.
However...
...last night, I realized I had lost the PASSION for internationals. Maybe I have suffered too much with them in the past.
I was pleased, no doubt about it, but that about it.
But there you go.
What time is the KO against ICT?
Bambi welcome..some of ma mates are big Scotland fans, one of them calls himself a scotland fan before a r*ngers one...anyway
He last night looked as if all xmases had came at once..the kind of look i had when we beat spartak. But last night i cudnae get worked up at all no matter how i tried.
i used to also get worked up aboot scotland when i was younger...remember GS advertising board in the wc 1986 and i also remember get quite excited at the wc 1998 but soon coming doon wie the usual sense of disappointment when morocco put us oot.
like watching the games wie ma mates but that's as far as it goes no matter how much i try.
six- yer boys will enjoy today..ah the pleasure of yoof, i suppose i used to be lke that once..maybe watching celtic takes up too much of ma emotional time for me to be bothered.
Ten minutes to go on the radio and I went upstairs to footer about. If it had been the Bhoys playing I would have been totally committed to radio torture.
As a Scotland fan said to me today, ah well if you don`t feel it you don`t.
bambi, kev- couldn't agree more i was exactly the same last night.
i would be happy if scotland qualify but even tho a few mates were delighted i felt nothing, couldn't care less.
i actually missed the goal cos had turned over to watch last few minutes of Ireland's game.
i thought mcmanus was best man from wot i saw and brown and hartley played well too.
k/o v inverness is 3pm saturday sixtae.
Maybe the malise is due to the fact International fitba has been devalued because of the Champs League?
Or that Graeme Souness used to withdraw his players at any oppertunity.....
Champions league? Perhaps it`s giving us a more open perspective about football. I don`t see that international footy has been devalued, it`s just that I don`t want to behave in the jingoistic way that the commentators do. It`s not nice, as for associating patriotism with supporting a football team, that is pathetic.
As for the tartan army, some have good qualities but too many see wearing a kilt with a football top as immunity from prosecution. If you behave at CP the way some folk do at Hampden you would be out on yer ear. Qualify? as Catherine Tate might say, let me stop you there, I couldn`t be less interested!
Forza the Bhoys!
Ian- you could be right regarding the jingoistic way we are meant to support oor country in sport.
I think England have that market cornered wie their flags, face paints and street parties. They seem to need an identity or the need to feel superiour and pin their hopes on their fitba team.
Strange thing is if we qualify watch oot for this country becoming a mirror image of yer Burnley's Blackburns and Sloughs. I think i will book a holiday for the two weeks we are in the Euro's if we get there.
I remember a time when the big, "glamorous" games were the Cup final followed by the game against England at the end of the season.
Times have changed, and for supporters of a team like Celtic, the big "glamorous" games come with the European adventure.
Internationals are iritating most of the time - although WC finals and European Nations Finals are welcome distractions during long summer months every 4 years.
Even the Cup final has lost its shine. Not a good example I know, but MU even opted out of the hallowed FA cup in recent times cos it wasn't worth the effort.
However, I imagine that the clubs supported by a fair proportion of the Tartan army get no where near European competition, so the Scotland games remain the biggest thing on their calendar.
Disnae bother me much, live and let live -- AS LONG AS all the Scottish players are treated with the same "respect", bien entendu !
Six- i remember, vaguely, those days.The Rous Cup was a big deal but then any live game on the TV was a big deal then.
Maybe that's the problem....The CL is packaged better than the international fare?
Anyway, love the summer tournies gives me something to watch while on a beach in a costa somewhere.
Respect that's a word that is not used to often for the Scottish national team
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