FIRST the pride, then the fall. They say it is the hope that kills you, but in the case of the national team, an inability to handle the pressure that comes with expectation is fast becoming a fatal flaw.
So it was on Wednesday night when Steve Clarke’s Scotland seemed paralysed by the weight of the occasion, allowing Ukraine to set the terms of engagement and looking a pale imitation of the fluent, slick outfit that had taken Denmark apart at Hampden last November.
