A pattern began to emerge, not the expected pattern of Brazilian dominance which many had predicted, but that of an extremely tightly contested game. Brazil may have been gifted an early lead, but the Scottish team, with Colin Hendry having a huge game at the back, the experienced Paul Lambert, with great support from John Collins and Darren Jackson held their own in midfield and Kevin Gallacher perhaps having his finest moments in a dark blue jersey up front, were not in the mood to gift them an easy three point starter in this vital qualifying group game. Kevin Gallacher's pace was always a threat to a slow Brazilian back line.
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It seemed to be an eternity, as the referee waved aside Brazilian protests and John Collins, with every other Scot, whether in Paris or at home, a bag of nerves, coolly stepped forward and despatched the spot-kick with consummate ease. The score was 1-1 and remained so until half time, when many Scottish fans surely had to pinch themselves to ensure that they were not dreaming. We were not only level with the world champions, but Scotland fully deserved to be in that position.
Nobody expected the Brazilians to sit back and accept this situation lightly. The world champions were renowned for their fighting spirit and would do everything in their power to win this game. They put Scotland under sustained pressure for long periods in the second half, playing some silky and sweet possession football and keeping the opposition on the back foot. Yet Scotland seldom looked like buckling, defending with great aplomb and rising to every challenge set by Brazil. Jim Leighton wasn't called on to do too much throughout the game, but on the two occasions when the Brazilians managed shots on target the veteran keeper made excellent saves, from Ronaldo and from Roberto Carlos. Scotland continued to look dangerous and on the break and as the clock ticked down, excelled themselves with a passing game which Craig Brown had been encouraging throughout his time in charge.
Then, after 76 minutes, came the moment which will live longest in the memory of all who witnessed that incredible game. Cafu struck a shot from distance, which Leighton dived to save, pushing the ball away towards his left, the ball looked to be bouncing harmlessly away towards the left side corner flag, until it struck defender Tom Boyd, who was scampering back towards his own goal to assist his keeper. The ball bounced higher than anyone had anticipated and hit Boyd on his chest, changing direction abruptly as a result and cruelly diverting past the hapless Leighton, still stranded at the other side of his goal. For that fraction of a second, as the ball rolled into the Scottish net, I'm sure that time seemed to stand still for all Scots watching. It must have seemed like an eternity for poor Tom Boyd, who held his head in his hands in a gesture of absolute frustration and agony.
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Scotland had lost to the world champions; we had been beaten by the most unfortunate deflection, yet had performed with a style and panache that was well above all expectation. All Scottish fans watching could be totally proud of their national side and looked forward to the two remaining qualifying games.
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