Well, the pub we were in was all Scotland fans. I covered not knowing the songs pretty well I thought. (Though a Scottish accent goes a long way in that environment.)
The consensus was that we now love own goals and that we didn't play like a bunch of fucking teenagers. (When i suggested we played like a pub football team on Friday, I was told in uncertain terms that we weren't that good.)
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