I used to cheer on Scotland, but after years of shit from them, I've completely changed and now I rejoice at their ineptitude.
Thank you Scotland, thank you.
This, with tiny tartan bells on. Yet despite myself I always root for the other home nations (even Eire) even though they would all rather see England lose than win themselves.
I suppose that is the epitome of the lofty patronism of the over privilaged. I feel the urge to shake myself warmly by the hand