There’s been a sense this night of all nights was written in the stars, given the way Scotland’s bizarre qualifying campaign played out.
Lady Luck has been mentioned, but there was nothing fortunate about McTominay leaping the height of the Finnieston Crane to score an outrageous bicycle kick.
There was no luck in Scotland responding not once, but twice when it looked like the national team were going to find a new way to break five million hearts against the 10 men of Denmark.
One fan said pre-match it felt like Scotland had cashed in almost 30 years’ worth of glorious failure. Another supporter said Clarke and his players must have sold their souls for this opportunity.
If that’s what it takes to witness an occasion like this, the Tartan Army might be happy to wait another three decades for the next one.
The thought of Andy Robertson and John McGinn dragging their bags of Scotland misfortune up to the football gods in exchange for a World Cup appearance is quite the image. After all, there is every chance this is their last go at this.
Two absolute titans of this Scotland side, Robertson and McGinn, both 31, were the life and soul of the post-match celebrations.
The emotion bursting out of the two of them hit like Kieran Tierney’s stunner. Boy do they deserve this.
And that is before you even try to make sense of the emotional Hokey Cokey in the stands. Bedlam to anxiety. Anxiety to heartache. Heartache to bedlam. Bedlam to heartache. Heartache to bedlam. Bedlam to disbelief.
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