Lawson
S Archibald
Match Information
Attendance: 20,000
Referee: G.W. Hamilton (Motherwell)
Matchday: Saturday
Match Trivia
The score of 2-0 in favour of Rangers does not in reality give the true estimate of the superiority of the home club. All through the game they dominated play, and never at any period did Clyde look like scoring. Lawson, who appeared for Donnachie at outside left, gave a great display for Rangers, but it cannot be said that Chambers was an improvement outside left for Clyde. The one satisfactory thing as the splendid attendance, a gate of £882 accruing from the match. The first half was easily Rangers’. All through they were facing a fairly strong breeze, they found their way to Shingleton pretty easily, and if Brown had accepted all the opportunities presented the Ibrox lot would have led more than a goal at the cross-over. In the first five minutes Archibald and Bowie carried the ball well up, and Brown ought to have shot into goal, but hesitated, and Thorpe cleared the danger. Rangers’ forwards found it no trouble to get through the Clyde half-back line. They ran through them like water through a sieve, and the bulk of the work fell on Thorpe and Frame. With ten minutes gone Shingleton had been bombarded with shots from Lawson, Brown and Cunningham, and then Brown got a beauty across from Archibald. The centre was only about six yards from goal, but managed to lift the ball well over. It was a pretty piece of play on his part, however, which led to Rangers’ goal. Brown gave a long ball to Lawson. The outside left trickled Thorpe, and put a beauty past the outstretched arms of Shingleton. This was followed by more attacks by Rangers, but the wind did not assist in goal-scoring, and Shingleton was in form. Right through this half Rangers were masters everywhere. The forward play was a treat, and Gordon kept Archibald and Bowie going nicely. Corners galore went to Rangers, while Clyde could never get near Lock. Indeed, only twice had Lock to handle, one a long shot from Smith without vim in it, and a curler from Maxwell, which Herbert brought down easily. Play was very tame, and the crowd were pleased to have a laugh when Newton miskicked and left Lawson a pinch, which the outside left missed too. To sum up, it was feckless half. Anticipation by Shingleton saved Clyde in the opening minutes of the second half. Cunningham worked his way cleverly down, and beating Thorpe, placed across to the waiting Brown. Shingleton anticipated the pass, however, and cleared. There was a minute’s excitement at the other end, when a race between Smith and Lock resulted in the goalkeeper just getting there first. Rangers were not moving so sweetly, and Clyde’s play improved. They had a visit or two to Lock’s end, but were never dangerous. For about ten minutes at this stage play was pitiful, the only redeeming feature being Dixon’s breaking up and offensive tactics. Rae gave Brown never the ghost of a chance, and Archibald’s crosses went sadly begging. Brown and Bowie seemed through when tackled by Thorpe, and the referee judged the Clyde player had handled. Gordon took the kick, which Shingleton stopped with his foot. The Ibrox hold followed on, and tried to drive in again, but Shingleton threw himself on the ball, and the goal was cleared. A terrific shot by Archibald was well held by Shingleton, and Brown lingered too long on the ball a minute later. Shingleton took his boot to a rising shot, and from the corner Cunningham missed narrowly. The Rangers were at their tricks again, and pressed continuously, although Gordon had to rush down to clear when Blair was beaten. When there was a Clyde raid on. Rangers were really anxious at this stage, and shots by Brown and Cunningham were rather luckily stopped by Thorpe and Newton. The goal was bound to come, and when Archibald accepted a pass from Cunningham and tricked the Clyde defence, to plank the ball behind Shingleton, he deserved the handshaking which followed. This happened six minutes from the finish. It would be difficult to write anything about the play of Clyde for the last quarter of an hour. They were like a lot of Wandering Jews. Pluck they had in plenty, but method none. Thorpe and Frame had a heavy burden to bear, and it must be said they bore it bravely, and Shingleton was not to blame for letting his side down.
