One night in Miami: The Scotsmen of the apocalypse

One night in Miami: The Scotsmen of the apocalypseImage source, Getty ImagesByScott MullenBBC Sport Scotland in MiamiPublished1 hour agoKylian Mbappe hovered surreptitiously in the shadows, only noticeable as the lights flickered off the beaming white number 10 on his broad royal blue back.Just a handful of yards away, Lamine Yamal scanned the scene. Scouring. Waiting.Four Colombians huddled together, discussing tactics, plotting their next move.And in the far corner, Erling Haaland, carrying a plate of chips, returned to Mrs Haaland amid the chaos and through the plumes spewing out of the smoke machine.It’s Friday night. It’s downtown Miami. It’s party time. The bar in East Flagler Street pulsed with life and danced to the beat of the World Cup. A multitude of nations were represented in this local hostelry. Mingling. Chatting. Dancing. Absorbing.But not everyone.In the centre of the floor, five figures stood out from the crowd, marked by their own shiftiness and pre-occupation amid the chaos. A giant projector screen at the end of the room lit up with the moving image of Belgium against New Zealand in the World Cup, the big tie of the penultimate night of group games. As the music cranked up and the buckets of beer rattled with shards of ice, the five Scotsmen of the apocalypse drank studiously while looking the other way. On every second smaller television dotted around the bar, Egypt took on Iran, carrying the dreams of two nations. The group’s gaze barely shifted as the game kicked off thousands of miles away.Scotland’s World Cup hopes at 0.07% – these are results they need