Was on that train as well. Wacky Races as you say, guys literally throwing themselves in front of cars on Airbles Road to get them to stop and ask for a lift.
My sentence would be to do with the tears of joy streaming down my face after the third goal went in, me and my mate cuddling and doing a jig on the Hampden steps, blubbing "We've done it, we've finally done it" before they Arab baistards went up the park and pulled one back. Totally ruined a beautiful moment.