More than thirty years ago, a notable Scottish journalist called Ian Archer wrote in the Glasgow Herald, "This has to be said about Rangers... as a Scottish fooball club they are a permanent embarrassment and occasional disgrace. This country would be a better place if Rangers did not exist". Today, that statement is as true as it was then:
Never had so many Giros and Provident cheques been cashed in vain. Hordes of unwashed, unemployed and unemployable, racist thugs converging on Manchester; a team whose fans are easily identifiable by their trademark Nazi salute and their songs about killing Catholics, including their infamous Billy Boys chant which honours the 1930s gangster, fascist and KKK supporter Billy Fullerton.
Looking at the fans last night - whose team did you want to win? The sexy Russian babes or the fat, ugly unwashed Gers? As much a no-brainer as the average Neanderthal which constitutes a large proportion of Rangers' fan base. Anyone with a heart had to laugh out loud at the tears and emotion among the Rangers players at the end, as they slumped dejectedly to the turf looking as though their dog had died. Did they think they had got close to winning? In truth, they had been blown away by a far superior team. Beaten fair and square. Shake hands and move on, chaps.