Used in reference to continuous sporting disappointment. To snatch defeat out of the jaws of victory. To throw away a winning position normally completely of your own making. To provide false hope to a nation that you might just reach a modest sporting achievement only to crash everyone back down to earth with a full on double dose of reality.
We were 5-0 with a minute of the game left but then ended up totally Scotlanding it.
We’re winning but I have a horrible feeling we’re going to end up Scotlanding it.
I Honestly thought we were going to do it today, but then I remembered we always end up Scotlanding it!
I thought Timmy was going to win the egg and spoon race, but he tripped over his laces at the finish line and smashed his egg, totally Scotlanding it!
The feeling of not being able to relax on game day when you think your sports team is going to let you down like the Scottishrugby team does every six nations
I'm really Scotlanding about the Leicester Tigers game later today
I can't believe we were Scotlanding before today's game. We totally smashed them in the shock absorber
Those Man Utd fans must be Scotlanding right now. up against their better and mightier foes: Man City
Used in reference to continuous sporting disappointment. To snatch defeat out of the jaws of victory. To throw away a winning position normally completely of your own making. To provide false hope to a nation that you might just reach a modest sporting achievement only to crash everyone back down to earth with a full on double dose of reality.
We were 5-0 with a minute of the game left but then ended up totally Scotlanding it.
We’re winning but I have a horrible feeling we’re going to end up Scotlanding it.
I Honestly thought we were going to do it today, but then I remembered we always end up Scotlanding it!
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)