A Cunningham (3)
Gordon
Match Information
Attendance: 20,000
Referee: A McBeth (Kilmarnock)
Matchday: Saturday
Match Trivia
Queen’s Park were outplayed and out-pointed at Ibrox. They made a good fight of it for a time, but in the second half the superiority of the paid player was very manifest, and Rangers could have won playing on their heads. There were several noteworthy features. One was the brilliant goal-getting of Andrew Cunningham. Another was the splendid saving of Hunter. A third was eclipse of David McLean, and a fourth the magnificent form of Kenneth McKenzie, the QP pivot. All the time Rangers were top-dog. The Queen’s never looked like worrying even a point out of them. Scoring was only a question of time, and when the Light Blues did begin they scored in machine-gun style. Playing wonderfully well in defence, the Amateurs had a clean sheet to show at the interval, thanks to the grand graft of Hunter, Stevenson and McKenzie. Gordon’s shooting was rather sensational, as was Hunter’s smart stopping. RL Morton had the only stirring shot for the visitors, who were needles in attack, but without cohesion. Rangers opened the second half with their first goal. Gordon got it from well out with a rag-time biff, which left Hunter guessing. The Queen’s could make no headway. Rangers pressed persistently. Corner after corner fell to them. Hunter was beautiful. Such pressure was bound to tell. Cunningham headed through from a corner. Just after he scored again. It was this way. Gordon passed to Dixon, Dixon pushed ahead to Cunningham, and a fast low shot did the trick. Queen’s were not in it. Hempsey was on velvet. Rangers’ defence had the Hampden attack on toast. Cunningham rattled on the best goal of the match from twenty-five yards out. The ball flew into the net like a bird. And that’s how Rangers won. The champions were solid as steel behind. Archibald, Gordon (who played for Bowie, injured), and Cunningham were the gems of the van. Aitken was quite good out of place. McLean was blanketed by Kenneth McKenzie, easily the flower of the Hampden flock. This pivot with a future – if he likes. Hunter was A1 in goal, Stevenson, at back, shone as brightly as his rufus locks shone in the declining sun. The forwards were fleet – that was all
