Socrates, now famous as a Greek philosopher and Alan Hansen, now famous as the most conceited football pundit in the UK

One of my all time favourites has to be Spain 1982. Scotland's second match in the group against Brazil in Seville. A tricky journey of about 80 miles from the Costa del Scots.

Four of us drove to the game in a hired car. The rest of the Tartan Army it appeared had requisitioned every single 50cc moped from Torremolinos to Malaga to get there.

We passed droves of them in convoys of up to 20 at a time struggling gamely to make it up one of the steepest road climbs you'll find anywhere.

Around every hairpin bend, there were more, sometimes just the group stragglers in their ones and twos, kilts and flags wilting in the still 90 degree heat as their bikes, more used to beach promenading than mountain-climbing, screamed at full throttle, squeezing all of 3 mph out of their toiling 2nd gear struggle to the summit.

It was a sight to behold. Stirring stuff.

In fairness, on a map, it only looks a couple of inches and you can't really see it's 40 miles straight up, then 40 back down.