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LEGENDARY RADGE
- Joined
- Jul 17, 2003
The first scunner I took to football involved Scotland, since returning from six year stint working abroad in 1999 I had got back into following Hibs home and away, taking in pre season friendlies in far off lands, popping down to Goodison and even annual pilgrimages to the Camp Nou and generally enjoying the football again. I also took to heading along to Hampden to watch Scotland. I can mind one night in late March driving down from work in Aberdeen to head to Scotland San Marino at Hampden, ticket in the car and getting to the turn at Perth and instead of heading west to Hampden, I headed home instead. I was scunnered with Scotland (although they won 4 nil that night). I flirted with the national team, especially when my oldest son fell in love with the beautiful game and with the help of bouncers who sadly no longer post on here, I regularly picked up tickets for great games against France, the Netherlands and Spain and suchlike, but it never got me back.
What is he slavering about I hear you ask? Well, twice recently I have tuned in to the telly to watch the new Scotland under Gordon Strachan, beating Croatia then matching although ultimately losing to England. Something inside stirred, was that national pride I felt? The games must have done something, as the aforementioned "senior junior" has been asking, nae begging to go to Hampden this Friday night and after years of disinterest, we are going and I am really looking forward to it.
OK, we have the best Belgium team to witness in a generation, I can admire Mirallas and Lukaku whilst booing Fellaini!! Then there is Mignolet, Vertongen, Chadli, Dembele, Benteke, de Bruyne, Hazard and Dries Mertens. But more importantly, there is Scotland, a bit of swagger, a confidence, Sparky, there might even be Kevin Thomson, but most importantly, there is pride.
Oh to feel that way about the Hibs again.
What is he slavering about I hear you ask? Well, twice recently I have tuned in to the telly to watch the new Scotland under Gordon Strachan, beating Croatia then matching although ultimately losing to England. Something inside stirred, was that national pride I felt? The games must have done something, as the aforementioned "senior junior" has been asking, nae begging to go to Hampden this Friday night and after years of disinterest, we are going and I am really looking forward to it.
OK, we have the best Belgium team to witness in a generation, I can admire Mirallas and Lukaku whilst booing Fellaini!! Then there is Mignolet, Vertongen, Chadli, Dembele, Benteke, de Bruyne, Hazard and Dries Mertens. But more importantly, there is Scotland, a bit of swagger, a confidence, Sparky, there might even be Kevin Thomson, but most importantly, there is pride.
Oh to feel that way about the Hibs again.



