B McPhail 11
J Smith 43
Wilson 50, 54
Match Information
Attendance: unknown - to be confirmed
Referee: J Baillie (Motherwell)
Matchday: Saturday
Match Trivia
Had championship, relegation or cup honours been at stake, this game could not have been more exhilarating. There was not a dull moment in the whole ninety minutes, and by that I dont only mean hard going. I cannot recollect a game in which I have seen more breathless incidents at both goals. The Ohs were scarcely ever off the lips of the excited spectators. There were two very distinct reasons for this. One was the weakness of Rangers defence, and the other the excellence of the Ibrox forwards. Perhaps the term Ibrox forwards is over-generous. And I should mention only McPhail. Without Big Bob, goodness knows what Rangers team would have been like. Not only was he the inspiration of the attack, but his opening-up play time and again took the pressure off Rangers defence. His opening goal in the eleventh minute steadied Rangers as nothing else could have done, and what a brilliant effort it was! Only McPhail was thinking about a goal at the moment, as he let drive unexpectedly from fully twenty-five yards, and Morgan was left helpless pawing the air. Before this Rangers defence was caving in at the least threat. The wing half-backs were too eager to emulate McPhail in attack, and left too much on the backs and Simpson, who got flustered. Acas forwards failed to take advantage of this, mainly through the hesitancy of their inside forwards, who could noy fathom the flicking game as developed by Dave Wilson. There were chances galore for a decisive shot, but all went abegging. Still, luck was not with Acas, especially when Jarvie poked a shot which Jenkins could never have reached. But the wily Dougie Gray blocked the ball on the goal-line, just at the post. Rangers again showed Acas how with another splendid goal in thirty minutes. Main crossed knee high, and the ball was still travelling fast when Smith applied his foot with perfect judgment, with a flat-footed prod which diverted the balls course into the net. Acas faced their uphill fight in the second half with a stout heart and were level in nine minutes. Both goals were almost immediately due to McNee, who bore comparison with McPhail, which is praise indeed. In five minutes, McNee put in a cross shot which Jenkins could only parry to Wilson, who kicked through. Four minutes later, McNee clean beat Jenkins with another oblique drive. The ball hit the far post and rebounded to King, who had an easy task in netting from close range. From this until the end it was a terrific struggle for the leading goal. Rangers chief hope of winning lay in skilful breaks-away, as Acas had far more of the attack and usually had their opponents busier in defence. It was a good draw in the end, though Acas have more regrets. The exchanges became hefty as the minutes passed, and the referee had often to interfere. Main found McGurk rather tough, and Smith had no terrors for Lowe. Acas should discard the idea of Jarvie as an inside forward after this. Without Brown, Rangers were not the usual combining force, though Turnbull did quite well in the first half. Venters seemed to lose confidence.
