Being fourth in a Champions League group is a hell of a lot better than being a mid-table Championship side. Let’s hope lessons have been learned . . .
German, Spanish or Italian players get stick for keeping the ball?
Then came a moment 10 minutes before the break that had us all on our feet and then our heads in our hands.
Robertson surged, Snodgrass crossed and the ball was there for Griffiths to volley – which he did, only for the crossbar to get rattled. He was between a header and a shot, like a golfer who finds himself between clubs then sends his pitch into the bunker.
Then the striker hit the inside of a post, Morrison saw a header cleared off the line and you began to fear it was one of those nights – and Scotland endure such nights more than most.
However, Scotland kept going. They weren’t as fluid as before the break but still dominated.
Another change was made. The tiring Snodgrass made way for Ikechi Anya and the substitute’s first touch was one he won’t remember as, with 15 minutes to go, the ball broke to him inside the box and his shot was more a pass-back to Oblak. The game was becoming full of “if only” moments.
And then up stepped the only Chris Martin it’s okay to like. Good on him and good on Gordon Strachan.