I remember him trying to run onto an opposition clearance from a corner attempting to hit it on the volley but he took a fresh air kick and fell on his arse instead.
Granted I live about 12 miles from Ayr and the weather can vary dramatically between here and Ayr, but it looks a nice day for the fitba.
Nae hoofball please.
I don't see them losing, but then again there was a time were I would have never thought Labour would lose up here. There was once a joke that you could pin a red rosette on a monkey and it would get elected in Scotland.
She did not understand that there was no such thing as happiness, that the only victory lay in the far future, long after you were dead, that from the moment of declaring war on the Party it was better to think of yourself as a corpse.