Aw naw ...The maestro's been on.How can you possibly argue about which is better, when you have people like him, manticore d'artagnan et al. What have they fuckin seen over the years? True Bears. I read their posts with interest because it's cos of bears like this, that my love for rangers has never been anything other than a way of life, that doesn't seem to do it justice really.I always remember blokes like these making surei never got hit by anything as a wee boy at the games,all ma dad'spals, and fuck me did things fly in they days ! bit off topic but it may explain itself i suppose.
2 major points in this huge chunk of my life
1) when i identified with the rangers support, as one. it was really early 80's and andy ritchie of morton had just played rangers off the park and we were lucky to escape with a 2-2 at ibrox.I was 8-9years old,but it was walking round to to our bus that a gang of young lads started belting out The Sash, i'd loved the song anyway, it was on every sunday without fail in our house.butnthey were not that much older than me, but their passion in the singing, there were only 5 or 6 of them, but it sounded louder than i'd ever heard before, strange i know. But i could feel my burning passion for rangers, i was like them, i wanted to be with them, but i wasn't brave enough..or hard enough.They just pushed my glass over the edge of the dining table, there was no ever shitting on rangers after that. I was obsessed. Fuckin magic!
2)When i realised my own identity as a Bear.-never thought it was gonnae be the same without ma dad, but i remember my first home game without ma dad, I was quite handy with ma fists but nothing prepared me for getting punched and kicked in the head by st mirren casuals at the tea bar in the enclosure in'89. Just before i hit the deck loadsa boys jumped in. anyway the stmirren boys got stuck at the stairs in the west enclosure, me and this english boy were scared shitless but ran at them anyway,amazingkicked 7 shades out of them. Us and a gang of Chelsea followed Rangers everywhere for years from london, and we never hid from anybody.
I'll never be ashamed of it
In fact i'm quite proud of it
At least i know i have never sold my soul to the devil
Or felt the need to apologize for my beliefs whether in Rangers, Religion and life.
The Rangers shaped my life
Without them i would be nothing
that is fantastic its a shame that my dad was ashamed of it and tried to stop me knowing but it had the reverse effect i now love Rangers more than he could ever imagine and i'm hoping that maybe i can rub off on him. WATP