ScottyBro is a fitba daft Scot, who every 4 years likes 2 get away from the rigors of dying another world cup failure, his great escape is 2 get on his friggin bike and head into the Highlands, and be one with nature, and recharge his freakin frazzled battery. Nobody does it better than a Scotty in
heat, it's only every 4 years that we cool down UGH?,....SO! with his trusty Ball, and his patchwork tent he gets lost in the Highlands 2 try and find himself AGAIN! it's cathartic, spiritual, call it what U want, just that separation from human contact gives ScottyBro the peace he need's 2 move forward. We the football supporters of the Scottish team (TARTAN ARMY) will never die,....sure we come with a heavy brogue's, carrot- tops, Ruddy complection, and we R different, I believe that this is all part and parcel of the World Soccer Community's appreciation of our passion 4 the game and would dearly love 2 see us partake in the "Big-Show" again, Nuetral's the world over would love 2 see that wee piece of granite in the North Sea show their stuff, with the support of the "Tartan Army" in all their regalia,....and the haunting sound of the pipes as a back-drop 2 the "Flower of Scotland" lyrics that congeals our opposition, and vaunts our attack's. With all this Passion and support, we will mend, and so will ScottyBro, the time in the Highlands is a magical restoration of National Pride, sitting on an outcropping of granite with a wee patch of Heather by his side, and an osprey swooping down the glen, and a magestic profile in the distance of a magnificent Stag gives him the "Chilling Solace" that he was begging 4.
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