The Fifth Column
Lazy mug
Its got the be England last year for me, I actually now know and understand what it's like to be Scottish, that's how much hate they have filled me with for their complete and utter shitness in South Africa. Arses!
Its got the be England last year for me, I actually now know and understand what it's like to be Scottish, that's how much hate they have filled me with for their complete and utter shitness in South Africa. Arses!
I honestly wish I was a Scotland supporter these days to be honest. The English national team seems to be in a state of perpetual embarassment, whether it's caused by hooligan goonery, the overrated wankers playing or possibly the shittest, ineffective FA in the Western world.Interesting point, because I don't think the Scots actually hate their team, they embrace their mediocrity because it's easy for them to resort to "Oh well, we're only a wee small nation wi' a monkey tennis league, so we don't EXPECT to win anyway"
They might sometimes wish they were a bit better (thought they'd never admit it), but their qualifying for a major tournament is now such a distant memory for them, the Tartan Army seem to have settled for annual plucky-but-losing performances against Europe's mid-ranking to top sides.
<retreats to safe distance>
I honestly wish I was a Scotland supporter these days to be honest. The English national team seems to be in a state of perpetual embarassment, whether it's caused by hooligan goonery, the overrated wankers playing or possibly the shittest, ineffective FA in the Western world.
Out of interest, who are these clowns who continue to turn up dutifully at overpriced Wembley to watch the utter dross served up by England? I don't watch the games even when they're on free telly these days.
Interesting point, because I don't think the Scots actually hate their team, they embrace their mediocrity because it's easy for them to resort to "Oh well, we're only a wee small nation wi' a monkey tennis league, so we don't EXPECT to win anyway"
They might sometimes wish they were a bit better (thought they'd never admit it), but their qualifying for a major tournament is now such a distant memory for them, the Tartan Army seem to have settled for annual plucky-but-losing performances against Europe's mid-ranking to top sides.
<retreats to safe distance>