SAVE MY BELOVED RANGERS…

August 7, 2008 - Daily Hun Newsdesk

My name is Robert McKinnon and I am sixty-three years of age, in my lifetime Rangers has been my sole and constant companion.

Like lovers, we’ve had our ups and downs, but we’ve always remained loyal and dare I say, faithful to each other.

No other club has ever tempted me, and I have never flirted with anything other than the imperious red, white and blue. There was that sexual buzz that I always got when entering Ibrox.

As I pushed myself forward through the turnstile and then instinctively mounted the terrace, I was almost overcome with the heady aroma of unwashed bodies, plus the sweat, bovril and mince pies which combined to provide a heady concoction which proved overpowering.

Lovemaking needs music and as Billy Shakespeare one said; “Let music be the food of love”. I would listen ecstatically as “Simply the Best” rang round the hallowed walls of Ibrox, save within its womb in the knowledge that it could never get any better than this.

Last Tuesday in Kaunas romance died forever, I have fallen out of love with my beloved Rangers. We have grown apart, the club is not like the beautiful lady I once knew. She no longer listens to me, before she had class and dignity now she looks and sounds like a cheap tart. The lady has become a whore, I will not be going back to Ibrox.

I want a divorce.

Original By Steve Clark

Published by News Staff · Filed Under Opinion