B McPhail 37
Muirhead 89
Match Information
Attendance: 15,000
Referee: M Quinn (Bellshill)
Matchday: Saturday
Match Trivia
The most surprising thing about the game was its keenness. I give Aberdeen’s defence the glad hand. Yuille and his backs were brave and trusty. They got their fill of Rangers’ assertiveness, but they never flinched, and I would say that the honours of a right good game were with them. Conditions were not at all good, but on the flinty pitch the Rangers’ forwards brought their dexterity to bear – they trapped the wayward ball with a skill that revealed the brains behind the boot, passes it low and accurately, and generally rose to the conditions in a way the Aberdeen forwards never did. No one mastered the conditions better than did McPhail, and it was just right that he should be the scorer of the goal – 37 minutes after the start – which looked like being the only one until a minute from the end, when Archibald and Muirhead, back to goal, deflected it sent the ball through from a free kick, into the net out of Yuille’s reach. That second goal made the score like the game, for there is no doubt that the champions ruled the roost most of the time. Mistakes were made, of course, and the odds were on the defenders prepared to take the risks, but players like McPhail and Morton got a chance to show their innate ability. Muirhead’s little juggleries were not always coming off, and I thought he did not gibe enough of the ball to Archibald, who was right on his toes, and capable of putting to good use all that came his way. Fleming was always harassing the Aberdeen defence, but accurate shooting was out of the question. Rangers’ half-back trio suited themselves to the conditions admirably. All things considered, they have seldom done better, while the trio behind them were always equal to the demands. I have referred to the Aberdeen defence. The forwards lacked the thrustive power necessary to bring goals. Love and Cheyne, at times, moved well together, and Yorston was sometimes quick to go through, but there was a general lack of finish. The most wily of the forwards was McDermid. Sone of his tactical moves showed the old head, but he was well watched, and it was difficult for him to get free. Smith caught a Tartar in Gray
