Kinnear 30, 89
Bremner 40
Stewart 75
Match Information
Attendance: 25,000
Referee: M.C. Hutton (Glasgow)
Matchday: Saturday
Match Trivia
A minute to go and Rangers a goal down. The crowd on its way to the exits. Then on the stand side of the field, Rangers right, Venters, brought the ball out of a ruck of players and slipped it to McPhail, who had crossed over. He veered slightly more to the right, drawing the opposition towards him. When at the corner of the penalty box he looked up and saw Kinnear standing at the other extremity of the eighteen yards area, a lone figure, neglected and unmarked. McPhail slung the leather to the outside left with unerring accuracy. Kinnear trapped it, and having plenty of time, studied the situation before slamming the leather to the roof of the net. Were the Rangers following jubilant? Were the players joyful? What time the crowd roared Kinnear was hugged and clapped on the back. If Rangers had left the field defeated, I would have accounted them dreadfully unlucky. All the neat things were at Motherwells goal, the result of a pressure that was only alleviated by occasional Motherwell forward raids. There was one occasion when, during a hot siege to the accompaniment of an excited yell, the woodwork was thrice hit, WHILE Frame was struck with a shot from Venters from six yards that smashed the keeper on the ribs because he was, unfortunately for Rangers, accidentally kneeling in the line of flight. Shots were firing in at him so fast then that he must have thought he had landed in No Mans Land somewhere in Spain. Although they did not win, Rangers would take a considerable measure of satisfaction out of the game. They were the more effective combination all through, although it cannot be said that in all positions, they were served with anything like 100 per cent efficiency. I have no complaints about the three inside men. McPhail came along at regular intervals with flashes of genius, while Venters was an industrious grafter, always working at top pace to keep the line going. Thornton was an unselfish leader with tricky touches with head and feet that frequently had Blair guessing. The wing men, however, were not in the same class, Kinnear particularly so. Woodburns display promise well, and Rangers appear to have got hold of a really good un. With experience he will become more dominating. McKillop, I thought, was slow and a bit cumbersome, and Brown had to cross the field to help to cover up in defence. George was good in attack. Gray was his usual dependable self while Shaw took the hearts of the crowd with a gritty display in which, with a never-say-die spirit, he made recovery in awkward situations. Motherwell did not impress. There was a certain lackadaisical touch about their attack, which lacked fire and inspiration. The defence took full advantage of the good fortune that was theirs although there were times when they got a bit muddled. Each side scored once in the first half. In the thirtieth minute Venters drove a low one that Frame got hold of low sown, six yards from his goal. He let the ball squirm out of his hands, and Kinnear, cutting in, made successful contact. Five minutes from the interval Bremner equalised with a bonny goal. The inside-right shoved the ball to McCulloch and ran straight on while Stewart went out to the left. McCulloch then passed to Stewart, who whipped it across for Bremner to guide the ball into the net first time. Motherwell took the lead with 15 minutes to go. McCulloch beat McKillop and crossed to the far side. Ogilvie met it with his head, and the ball went to Stewart about a dozen yards out. He biffed it strong and hard, and Dawson only heard the swish of it. Then that final minute equaliser, which really didnt do Rangers full justice.
