And so it proved on a muggy night in London. Gordon Strachan's team made a game of it against England and, despite clearly lacking their opponents' loftier skills, twice held the lead.
It wasn't just tiredness, but also inadequacy, which did for Scotland in the end. England struck a post, and might have won more comfortably, but none of this could take away from an impressive Scottish display for much of the game.
Green suffers the ultimate in foot-in-mouth disease. Again and again he appears to verbally erupt before his brain has the chance to fully engage.
This past weekend both Ally McCoist and Walter Smith were the latest to be enraged by Green's Rangers rhetoric. In McCoist's case, after an excruciating defeat at Forfar, rage proved a timely diversion.
So much damage has been done to the game - mainly by those charged with the very opposite, with protecting it - that Scottish football has faced a severe downturn in recent times. One of the biggest factors, obviously, has been the fate of Rangers.
No more "big" signings. Fewer bumper crowds. A deflated media. A chaotic political summer. Various fan-bases left to scramble around to try to protect their club. It has all become part and parcel of a Scottish game in decline.
But with this friendly approaching on August 14 at Wembley, and Gordon Strachan's insistence that he would like to see the match restored annually, I can't help treading warily.
I view this looming game as a Scotland fan, not as a journalist or any other type of observer. And my head tells me that, in these days of an alarming gulf between the quality of Scottish and English football, any regular restoration of the Auld Enemy clash would result in repeated Scottish clubbings.