One Max Aarons, who found his way into this world on the chilly winter's day of 4 January 2000 (now aged 26, if anyone's counting), is an English lad who's managed to find himself in the illustrious role of defender, with a specific fondness for the right back position, for none other than that team known as Rangers. Max has the towering height of 5ft 10in (or 1.78m for those of a metric persuasion) and a trim weight of 10st 12lb (a more European 69kg). His chosen armour in the battlefield of the pitch is the number 3 jersey.
On the open market, the man's worth more than few shiny buttons - about £3.5m in fact, according to the wise sages of Transfermarkt.
Back in July 2016, sprightly youth Aarons decided to hitch his wagon to Norwich City, over in the English Championship, as a trainee. He must've broken enough shin guards or something, because come the 2018-2019 season, he put his foot to the grass in 41 first team matches, even knocking two goals into the net for good measure.-
It seems our man Aarons was enjoying his routine, because he tallied up similar seasons over the next few years, until some entrepreneurial spirit at Bournemouth decided he was worth about £7m and brought him over to the Premier League in August 2023.
After sporting Bournemouth's kit in 20 league matches and, in the following season, a mere three, Aarons was packed off to sunny Spain for a stint at Valencia on loan. The soft Mediterranean lifestyle must've been too much, though, because he only amassed four league appearances there before heading back to dear old Blighty and Bournemouth.
Perhaps he still had sand in his boots, because in July 2025, Aarons found himself on the transfer list again - this time heading north of the border to Rangers in the Scottish Premiership, also on loan. As of the present 2025-2026 season, Mr. Aarons has notched up 14 first team league appearances, along with one goal, and has shown his rather crowded passport in the League Cup, Champions League Qualifiers, and Europa League.
What a journey, eh? All the way from Norwich to Glasgow, with a well-paid holiday in Spain squeezed in. Who said football wasn't a career?
