NEW RANGERS MANAGER CONFIRMED: NO, REALLY, THEY MEAN IT THIS TIME
- BY LIAM CARRIGAN
- 25 minutes ago
- 3 min read
Picture the scene. It’s five minutes until closing time at the night club. All your mates have partnered off with someone, and your left there, almost the end of the night and set to go home disappointed and alone.
Then suddenly, you see that girl you rejected 2 hours ago, before the vodkas and the melancholy kicked in, because you were chasing two other, in your eyes more attractive, ladies at the time.
Both of them have since told you to beat it, because they have higher standards. So, you’re forced, reluctantly, to go begging to this lady, who already knows she’s at least your third choice.
Luckily for you, she’s also desperate and doesn’t want to be left out in the cold, so she, reluctantly agrees to let you take her home, even though she is near certain she’ll regret it in the morning.
Well, we don’t need to imagine such a scenario any longer, because it seems that’s exactly how the search for the new Rangers manager has played out.
New Rangers Manager is Already Up Against Fan Expectation and Unrealistic Goals
I kind of go through the same set of emotions every time I see Rangers appoint a new manager. Initially, I feel sorry for the guy, because he’s probably been sold on the idea of a modern, progressive football club with big ambitions and money to burn.
Then he gets there and finds a fanbase stuck in the 17th century and a bank account that’s as bereft of funds as the occupants of the board room are of morals.
However, I soon change my thinking when I remember, this is the Rangers we are talking about. A tribute act built on the resurrected carcass of one of the most detested teams in world football, and with a set of fans whose sense of entitlement is matched only by their distain for anyone who isn’t “staunch” enough for them.
In other words, anyone with half a brain would know exactly what they are signing up for with the Ibrox hotseat and deserve all they get.
Personally, I’m just glad they have, seemingly, ended up with Danny Rohl and not Kevin Muscat.
Whatever you may think of Muscat as a player, there’s no denying he is a quality manager and would probably have got a tune out of that mob.
As it stands, Rangers are once again diving headlong into the unknown. We can expect the usual puff-pieces from Keith Jackson and his ilk over the next few days, convincing us that this guy is the reincarnation of Bill Struth and Walter Smith combined.
The truth is, we have no idea if he’ll be any good as a Rangers Manager and neither do our friends in the media.
Sheffield Wednesday fans seem to rate him quite highly, but with the greatest of respect to them, they often find themselves in games where a draw is a great result. If this guy comes into Rangers and doesn’t immediately start winning, the knives will be out again.
His predecessor Russell Martin, someone whom Danny Rohl rates very highly as a coach, found out alarmingly quickly just how unrealistic the expectations of success at Ibrox truly are.
Considering where they are at the moment, finishing second or even third would be a decent campaign for them. However, that still might not be enough to keep Rohl in his job come the end of the season.
The banter years are over. Soon, we might be about to enter the banter epoch. Meanwhile, next weekend at Tynecastle, Celtic have bigger fish to fry.