There is age-old philosophical adage that if a group of monkeys were given an infinite amount of time they would eventually write the complete works of Shakespeare. The moral of this story? Something will happen eventually if you have enough monkeys.
And the 11 deep-fried Mars Bar eating monkeys in blue shirts did something that was bound to happen eventually.
They actually won a game.
No, it is not a lie. Scotland really do play football. Well, after a fashion anyway. And they play football better than Norway do anyway.
Wolves contract rebel and former Sunderland target “King” (well, that’s whet the Scottish rag The Daily Record will inevitably call him anyway) Kenny Miller was the man who scored the goals for them. There was a late scare when Norway pulled a goal back through Thor Vider Gunner Olaf Guddmuundssonssonsson, but it was not enough to save the Vikings from being humiliated by the worlds 312th best side.
Scotland’s preparations for the game were thrown into disarray when Quashiemodo, arguably Scotland’s most famous black person, picked up an injury, but he was admirably deputized for by that bloke from Travis who sits on the bench at Everton, who capped off a fine performance by picking up a 2nd booking which means he will sit out the next abject performance and humiliating episode in Scotland’s painstaking qualifying campaign.
Barry “Bugg@r this, I’m back off to Scotland” Ferguson had been banging on before the game about how Wee Wally Smith had turned around the team spirit in the squad. One result does not a good team make, but you have to at least give the man credit for an interesting last few games in charge of Scotland.
I mean come on. At least he isn’t as bad as Wee Berti Vogts. And he doesn’t play suspended players like Ranier “Hassle” Bonhoff, whose weekend idiocy for Scotland’s Under 21’s looks certain to cost him his job.
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