Home - Argentina 1990 1-0 Stewart McKimmie. I remember the sunset
from the old uncovered "Sellik" end, and looking way down
on McKimmie's goal, which was clearly a belter.
Away - Belgium 2001. Least said about the match the better but
I remember me and my mate Chris finding the Grand Place just by
listening to the noise in the distance and following it through
the streets! Amazing atmosphere in there. Didn't have a working
mobile. Had never heard of a "TAMB" or an email list but
there were so many people there those two days that I still managed
to bump into literally dozens of folk I knew from all over the country.
Even some from Skye I hadn't seen for 7 years! Needless to say,
beer was consumed.
2. Best away trip?
Can't pick.
Slovenia 06 (great performance, really fantastic place, endless
free beer in the Union Brewery!!!).
Graz 05 (Good performance for most of the game at least, great
party in a surprisingly beautiful city, and travelled on to Vienna
and Bratislava, which are both fantastic).
Valencia 04 (total comedy in the stadium after a promising performance
cut short, another fabulous city for a party, and a beach full of
amazing seafood restaurants and bars with topless sunbathers a handful
of yards away - paradise surely! The amusement factor of ordering
something called "fartons" can't be overlooked either).
Estonia 04 (a long night of celebration flanked by a short time
in picturesque Tallinn and that overnight ferry to and from Stockholm
never disappoints for a good night!)
3. Best foreign stadium
visited?
Either the San Siro
in Milan or the Mestalla in Valencia. Both pretty poor in terms of
facilities but breathtaking arenas for a game of football. Thought
the Stade de France was a bit soulless and the less said about Cardiff
the better.
4. Best foreign pub/club
visited?
Impossible. I can’t
remember the best ones – I was errr enjoying them too much.
Have to admit a soft spot for “Auberge” in Dusseldorf
though. Also, “Bar Belgique” was well worth tracking down
up a side street off the Damrak in Amsterdam. In Prague you can take
your pick from quite a few too.
5. Describe your
usual match-day attire
Kilt, Loony Alba or NATA
or Scotland shirt, Glengarry that weighs a ton with Loony Alba badges.
Curse that balding salesman!!
6. Is there anywhere
you have seen Scotland play that you would like to go back to?
Already been back to
Tallinn, Ljubljana and Paris twice. Would like to go back to Valencia.
7. Where have you
have seen Scotland play that you would NOT like to return to?
If I never see Kaunas
again it will be too soon. Of course, I never actually made it back
there on the last trip (getting stuck in Vilnius – it’s
a long story – mistakes were made – people were punished)
which perhaps demonstrates a deep seated desire to avoid the place
at all costs. Or maybe I just had too much to drink the night before
and got lost. You decide.
8. And where do you
want to go to (but haven't yet)?
A World Cup or Euro Championship
Finals Tournament. Anywhere! I don’t care! I’ll even go
to Kaunas as long as we can just qualify!!
9. Who's the best
Scottish player that you have actually seen?
Kenny Dalglish.
10. Who's the best
opposing player you have actually seen?
Zinedine Zidane.
11. Who would you
most like to see succeed Craig Brown?
Anyone but Berti Vogts.
I have a feeling he would be a disaster. Don’t ask me why.
(Note from webmaster - okay, so I forgot
to change this question from last time in 2002...)
12. Favourite Scottish
home and away kits of all time?
1982 v-neck for both.
13. . And your least
favourite?
The current ones. They
are pi$h and that bloody “Y” on the front is a national
embarrassment. What other FA in the world would put their national
flag on the jersey and then destroy it by removing part of it? FFS!!!
14. What is your
favourite and least favourite Scotland chant/song?
Favourite – keep
it simple with “We’ll be Coming”. Can’t beat
a big crowd marching towards a stadium with that on the go. Least
Favourite “Stand up if you hate England” or “we
hate Jimmy Hill” both as sure a sign that the game is boring
the ar$e of everyone as a Mexican wave and both an embarrassment.
Support the team on the pitch – never mind England – they’re
not bothered about us so it’s kind of stupid giving them the
attention that they don’t deserve. It only makes them look important
in some way. The Jimmy Hill thing was funny when he was actually being
a pain in the ar$e on the TV but half the kids in the ground now probably
have no idea who he is! Shelf life people – shelf life! If only
Gary Lineker scanned properly. Maybe give it a go with Ian Wright!
15. Which have been
the highest and lowest points of supporting Scotland?
The home play off win
against The Netherlands has to be the highest. It’s the closest
I’ve got to seeing us qualify in person and everyone was sky
high for those few days until something that I can’t quite remember
now happened in midweek. Lowest point – it would be easy to
say the return leg of that game or even the debacle in Cardiff a few
months later but, strangely, it was the Belarus home game under Walter
Smith. I think I’d built our chances up so much as we were getting
to the point where we could steal a qualifying place at the last minute
only to see the team go out and play so badly it was like watching
Vogt’s teams at their worst. We never looked like getting anywhere
near to getting anything out of a game that we had to win and it was
all very disillusioning to have made the effort to keep supporting
the team and keep believing only to see such a pathetic, negative
display on the field when it really mattered. That one really got
to me for some reason. I could blame Smith for the tactics but there’s
not much point dwelling on that now.
16. Favourite domestic
stadium?
In Scotland - Celtic
Park. Don’t care what anyone says about facilities or build
quality, like the two foreign ones I mentioned earlier, it’s
a great arena for a game of football. Big and imposing but still tight
to the pitch.
17. Best domestic
match ever attended?
In Scotland –
A couple of Celtic v Aberdeen games in the late 80s and early 90s
stand out, and any one of them probably deserves the title on technical
merit, but I’ve still not recovered from the most recent domestic
game I saw whilst back home for the festive season. After a dire
Celtic v Falkirk match and a freezingly cold, uninspiring Brora
Rangers v Inverurie Locos tie over Christmas, the Stenhousemuir
v Albion Rovers game in early January was amazing! 0-4 to the Rovers
with a hat-trick and a Stenny red card along the way. All action
flowing football from Albion Rovers? Unbelievable scenes.
Foreign – Valencia v Villareal. Season opener a few days
before Scotland played in the City’s other stadium in 04.
Easily the most amazing standard of football I’ve ever seen
in a league match anywhere. Massive crowd generated an incredible
atmosphere too. And all for 13euros a ticket, paid at the stadium
5 minutes before kick off. All football should be like this. And
they actually have bats living in the stadium and flying around
the floodlights catching bugs!
18. Favourite chant/song
heard at a domestic match?
Don’t know about
favourite but the (unintentionally) funniest one I heard recently
was a bunch of Celtic fans singing a song about Neil Lennon that included
the line “He’s like me and you, he’s a poor boy
too”. Do they not realise how much this guy earns in a week!!!!???!?!!??!!!
FFS!!!
19. Best domestic
pub/club?
The Lowlander, Drury
Lane, London.
20. What are your
pet hates?
I could write a whole
page just of these... (Webmaster: and
he has - click here and here
to whizz down the page to read them!)
I’ve been forced to stop this now but I reserve the right
to send more pet hates to Paul as and when I feel like it.
21. What makes you
chuckle?
Paul Allison, after a
few bottles of complimentary wine, in full high-speed motormouth mode,
explaining at length about the last remaining habitat of the European
Bison to a group of frightened looking BA Stewardesses trapped in
the rear of a 737 waiting to empty on the tarmac at Kiev Borispol
airport.
22. Best night out
ever on a TA trip? (aka the "Tuesday Night in Graz Award")
I could be awkward and
say the Wednesday night in Graz. I usually really enjoy at least one
big night on every trip so it’s hard to pick (cruising the bars
of Copenhagen or all-nighters in Tallinn in 04, drinking in Manolo’s
across the road from the Mestalla in Valencia then getting soaked
with cling film wrapped round the kilts in a torrential downpour,
getting bussed out to Saronno with about 50 others to meet Steelpeach
from the TAMB for a big karaoke party the night before the Italy game
in Milan – rarely seen so many people so drunk in such a small
space! There was even a stramash with knife wielding gypsies and cleaver
wielding pseudo-mafioso thrown in for free). However, I think I’d
have to go for the overnight ferry from Stockholm to Tallinn en route
to the Lithuania game in 2003. Travelling in a big group with all
the guys I started going to away games with. Just too many weird things
happened that day/night, from drunken darts contests with a Swedish
bloke in the afternoon to the big communal feed on the ferry heading
out through the Swedish islands at sunset, the most barking mad cabaret
acts on the ship, none of whom had any idea what was going on with
50-odd TA onboard thanks to Tom Small’s “BattleBus2”,
many private jokes that I won’t go into here, much drinking
of cocktails, the TA discovering that if it was your “birthday”
then they got you up on stage and gave you a free bottle of wine,
drinking with the Russian cabaret magician called “Snow Tiger”
who did his entire act accompanied by the theme from Wonder Woman,
drinking so much bloody mary that the ship ran out of Worcester Sauce,
having the rules of “Shagopoly” explained by a certain
chemist fae Forres, the innocent Berti Vogts lookalike in the ship’s
nightclub who had no idea why he was so popular, the Scandinavian
school trip or whatever it was on the dancefloor, random guys in kilts
lying on the floor, locking arms to block the exit singing “We
Shall Not Be Moved” when they tried to close the club at about
6am, then finally being very rudely awoken about half an hour after
falling into bed by the deafening sound of ice grinding against the
metal hull about 3 inches from my head in our cabin right down at
the bow waterline of the ship, scrambling out of bed, totally pi$hed,
running up the stairs three at a time with the kilt half on and the
bootlaces undone, convinced that the boat was sinking, only to be
met by a bleary eyed footsoldier at the top of the stairs, clutching
a coffee and informing me that it was just the ship breaking through
pack ice. Got to see the most amazing sunrise over the frozen Baltic
but didn’t get much sleep. We promptly got off at Tallinn only
to bump into a guy from my work out there celebrating his 40th with
his missus. Given the total state we were in they were less than impressed
by the TA’s legendary drinking abilities. We did take them to
the Depeche Mode theme bar mind you, so it wasn’t all bad. I
swear, by the time we left it would only have taken two more pints
and they would have been sneaking onto that big bus with us for the
overnight drive to Kaunas! (the fools!!!!!!)
23. You're stranded
on a remote island in the Hebrides. Before the ship went down you
managed to salvage some belongings (to help you pass the time until
you're rescued) including...
1
book? Hitch-Hikers Guide To The Galaxy
1 magazine? Something morally
reprehensible and Danish
1 album? Screamadelica
1 film? Local Hero
1 beer? Three Sisters
1 spirit? Apfel Korn
And 1 famous member of the opposite
sex? Nigella Lawson – on the strict understanding that
she does all the cooking and never invites her old man round. Failing
that, someone morally reprehensible and Danish.
Hates
#1
Politicians (all of them),
Boy Bands, Girl Bands, Reality TV shows and “stars”, drivers
who pull out into the road when they want to turn right out of a junction,
drivers who sit in the outside lanes on motorways when the inside
lane is empty, drivers who pull out without looking, drivers who find
it impossible to fit their car between two white lines in a car park,
the mothers who come round and block my street twice a day because
they’re too lazy to walk the length of themselves to park in
the right place to take their kids to school and are incapable of
driving the comedy 4x4s and roadtanks that they feel are somehow necessary
to carry a small child from A to B, commuters who put their feet on
the train seats (what ARE you thinking about!), blokes who pi$$ on
toilet seats (the seat lifts up you morons!), English TV presenters
getting Scottish place names or football teams wrong (yes, there is
a difference between “Dundee” and “Dundee Utd”!),
people who SHOUT INTO MOBILE PHONES, kids, airport security staff
who haven’t got the mental capacity to get their heads round
how a kilt and sporran works and why it doesn’t make any difference
whether you take it off or not (and we trust you with our lives!),
almost any English sports “pundit” or news reporter, and
that Northern Irish guy off Radio5 too, mint sauce, trains that turn
up early instead of late, people who arrange work meetings before
9.30 in the morning or after 5 in the evening (GET A LIFE!!), bigots,
racists, apathy, organised religion and the dangerously irrational
fanatics it creates, creationism presented as science, drinks that
taste of aniseed, AfterShock, hailstones, licensing laws (why should
the Government tell me I have to go home at 10:45 at night?? I’m
an adult and I pay my taxes dammit!), the Royal Family and all their
pathetic sycophantic supporters (I don’t need to be “reigned
over” thank you very much), people who moan about water shortages
and blame everything on the water companies whilst happily wasting
gallons of the stuff every day on pointless nonsense like having 8
baths or something, people on my TV this week moaning about having
to use energy saving lightbulbs because “they take a few seconds
to light up properly” (FFS! Alright then, we’ll just let
a few dozen South Pacific archipelagos disappear under the rising
waves so you can avoid having a very slightly duller lightbulb for
3 seconds each time you turn your light on. What goes on in these
people’s heads?!?!?!?!), NTL, voice-activated automatic phone
lines (just what accent do you have to have to get these damn things
to work?), websites that don’t work with Firefox (get it sorted),
TV “talent” shows (obviously I’m stretching the
definition of the word “talent” to breaking point here
but stick with me), re-releases of albums or movies I’ve already
bought that have miraculously now had even more extra scenes or tracks
added since the last “special anniversary” edition that
I paid for 6 months ago, shoes that are clearly not designed to be
worn on human feet as they cut them to ribbons after ten minutes (how
difficult is it to make shoes that actually fit feet? Surely that
is the only purpose of shoes and we’ve been making them for
hundreds of years now. You’d think we’d have at least
got close to getting it right by now. Or do I just have really strange
shaped feet?), that picture of me in shorts that Paul keeps posting
on the TAMB, CD boxes that have the little teeth in the middle broken
before you’ve even opened the box (how does that happen!!!!!
And why don’t you use one of the million or so other designs
that don’t break?!), stickers on CDs or DVDs or records that
are attached by the strongest glue known to man and will NOT come
off without ruining the cover of your brand new CD/DVD/record (ba$tards!),
London taxi drivers who insist on gathering together in large herds
of empty taxis all over central London after midnight on a weekend
apparently for the sole purpose of not accepting ANY FARES WHATSOEVER
and refusing to go anywhere that anyone asks them (how do you make
any money?!?!?!?!!), the shocking lack of public toilets these days,
pineapple, especially when it’s added to other food just to
ruin it as well.
Hates
#2
And another thing.........
People who get off an escalator or walk through a door and immediately
stop, blocking everyone else's exit, so they can stand and gawp around
them like goldfish who have just passed through a portal to another
dimension rather than intelligent human beings who have merely entered
the pants department of M&S, the French language (why do you need
to have 7 different versions of every vowel FFS? And why do you insist
on giving inanimate objects a gender? How much wine do you need to
drink with your meal before you start looking at the cutlery and thinking
of it as female or male?????), those little knitted dolls people put
over bog roll, shiny metal tissue paper boxes in cars (WHY???), tetrapak
cartons in all their many devious forms, hot air hand dryers in toilets,
junk mail, pop-up windows, all microsoft software, that little bloody
paperclip "help" thing in MS Word, speed bumps, liquorice,
wasps, women who go out wearing a really short skirt then proceed
to spend every second of the evening frantically tugging it down in
a vain attempt to cover their legs up completely (this is of course
the direct equivalent of buying a postage stamp and then trying to
wallpaper your living room with it - here's a top tip girls - if you
don't want the world to see your legs then WEAR SOMETHING ELSE!!!),
smoke in pubs and restaurants (tired of walking around smelling like
a stale ashtray after every visit - roll on the smoking ban!), work,
hangovers, tomatoes in a fried breakfast.