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From 1964 (aged 5) I worshipped at the shrine of Rangers for almost three decades.Fortunately for me, my father was the least bigoted man you could wish to meet. Because he wasn’t bigoted our next-door neighbour and dad’s friend used to take me to Parkhead to watch Celtic too, which I found thrilling as I was convinced the “Tims” could see right through me. He tried to explain the wrongs of the situation to me many times.I had heard stuff at Parkhead of a similar type and my Celtic mates abhor it too. I resolved that he’d grow up to be whatever form of football fan (or not) as took his fancy. I’ve been back to Ibrox once since then, as an away fan supporting tiny Stenhousemuir (for family reasons) on Armed Forces Day in 2013.I also resolved that my half-hidden hypocrisy and plainly-turned blind eye was no use to either Rangers or me. My wife, myself and the rest of the small band of supporters isolated in a corner of a stand were subjected to non-stop venom, bile, foul-mouthed abuse and threats for the entire 90 minutes.(My son’s girlfriend and her father came too but left at half-time, utterly disgusted at the things they saw and heard despite the home fans having an 8-0 win to enjoy.) We also had the distinct privilege of witnessing a event supposedly about respect for troops and the dead degenerate into a farce, as some of those in uniform went to the Blue Order and danced and sang the same crap that had driven me away from Ibrox in the first place.One particularly helpful RAF type came over to us to give us the benefit of his knowledge about how we were all .It would be funny were it not for the hypocrisy involved.
I was accepted that as soon as I was old enough to be lifted over a turnstile I would attend Ibrox, faithfully.
My father was a Ger, as was his father and his father’s father.
(Commendably, one Royal Navy Commander, who I believe was sent down from the stands, tried to break up this ‘celebration’ of all things blue, but to to little avail.
The scenes were disgraceful and convinced me that my decision all those years ago had been 100% correct.) Recently and because of the troubles they’ve inflicted on themselves as a club, Rangers have decided to play the victim card.
This caused me a bit of confusion at school, because some of my family were “Tims”. I remember asking him why he still was a Rangers man if he disliked the whole Proddy/Tim thing that went with it.In fact my favourite aunty was a convert to Catholicism and was as devout and decent a Catholic as you will ever meet. I accepted this dichotomy for quite a few years, or at least until I started attending Ibrox on my own and watched the rampant cretinism happening around me. More than once I pulled up someone sitting next to me about the stuff they were bellowing.