It happened again. Scotland are out of the World Cup.
We made our way to The Three Kings in West Kensington. The pub was absolutely heaving with fellow Scots looking to see our team secure a chance of qualification. And we all know how it ended – typically!
Scotland played their socks off. The scoreline didn’t do them justice, but it was too little too late. Had the y payed that well against Norway at Hampden, or even in Oslo, we’d have had at least a couple more points. But no, again it was a last match scramble that went the wrong way.

