In the delightfully inclement clime of Scotland, where the clouds often weep for joy, stands a castle of dreams (or nightmares, depending on which scarf you're wearing), known as the Ibrox Stadium. This is the familiar haunt of Rangers, a quite modern establishment, only seeing its inception in the year 2012. They sure like playing catch-up, these lads.
Now, if you peek into the playground of these a-go-go youngsters, you might net yourself a total combined price tag of around £87m, according to more resourceful folks at Transfermarkt. Quite the booty, I reckon, and all that with a life experience average of 25 years among these wee bairns. They're doing their bit to keep the Scottish age average down, aren't they?
Bravely, or foolishly (only time can be the jury), Rangers have gone toe-to-toe in the great big footy arena, skirmishing in five different competitions this season. Could you count that high when you were only eight years old? Ahem, seems they've been doing alright, having elbowed their way to 4th place in the Premiership, kicked about till the semi-finals in the League Cup, hoofed it to the fourth round of the Scottish Cup, dabbled in the play-offs of the Champions League and enjoyed a comic stint in the Europa League.
Quite sprightly for 2012 toddlers, don't you agree? Well, one man's magic is another man's mediocre. Nevertheless, off the park and onto the page, there's always something to ponder on for the ardent followers of the beautiful, yet oftentimes utterly vexing, game.
