It’s a football rivalry, the oldest in the world. Obviously there’s a “slight” disparity between the teams but it’s still a rivalry. The funny thing is a fair few of the Scots are English born and probably grew up hoping to play for England, but were t good enough so chose the international equivalent of a pub team.
Cheeky fucker, although annoyingly in the ballpark,. You, on the other hand, are the lounge of the pub teams. Think you’re better than you are. The real class know this. It’s your Achilles heel. Over confidence based on the square root of fuck all. Then the actual football starts and it’s rinse and repeat.
We may be the sawdust on the floor, local. But we know that. You lot are a tacky lounge, covered in shiny fabric, awful furniture and gaudy lighting and reverberating in sounds of delusion.
Don’t get me wrong, because we know we are shite, is still shite. Who wants to get to any big stage and are reminded how lacking our best are. Sobering, and that’s not a good thing. Especially as we have dreams of grandeur. So far, unfulfilled. I’m not a betting man, but I wouldn’t see that changing any time soon,
We win tonight though, we’re taking the **** home.
Did you not read my post? It's not that he hates them;as you said, there's plenty of hatred on show. It's more why he hates them that puzzles me. Hating a team because of the media fawning all over them. That's hardly the team's fault, is it? I'd guess some of the squad are embarrassed by some of the arse kissing the media indulge in with the England squad. It's the old ploy, though; build them up, then knock them down.
Jim Jim Jim, I don’t hate the team at all. Did you read what I wrote? It’s the media, the pundits, the aftermath, the gloating. That is a fate worse than a fate worse than death.
And, as we all know, Death can be fatal.