A Cunningham
Poul Christiansen og
Match Information
Attendance: 20000
Referee:
Matchday: Friday
Match Trivia
Glasgow Rangers played their second game at Idraetsparkens Bene last night. The crowd of spectators was no less than in Wedsfags. There was probably between 16-17,000 within the walls of the Sports Park, and they had a great time. The long sides – and especially the cheat ones – were at times a boiling sea of excitement, hope, disappointment, despair, all these many conflicting and constantly changing feelings and passions, which during an exciting football match excite the large masses and soon make then sing their cheer out and soon groan with a thousand-voiced woe and woe that could make a stone cry with it. A real football fan experiences as much during a big match as in a whole week or month of his daily life, and he leaves with the feeling that he has been part of something that has taken him completely. He has honoured and praised the brave kickers who did their duty and have taunted and reviled those who ran it. He had led the Gladiators to mark the people sovereigns and amused himself both with thumps up and down. The Scots played against the sun. They had brought in Cunningham as the right inner wing. Andy is a big, light, slightly heavy guy, but an excellent player who soon turns out to be one of the most dangerous in the Scottish attacking quartette. The first few minutes are alternating attacks. In the eight minutes, our people have the first shot at a fairly short distance, but unfortunately it falls right into the hands of the tall, dexterous Mr Robb. A subsequent corner came to nothing. And hardly had the corner been taken, then the Scots were at the Danish goal. The Scottish left inner wing beautifully had shots, and the shot was straight to the cross, and a minute later he gives roughly the same effort. This time he hits the cross bar with a bang. It was two very good balls. In the 17th minute, the Scots get their first result. The attack come from the left, where the little devil Morton resides, he is almost impossible to get hold of, because as soon as he is there, then he is not there, and then there – but Morton is playing along with is inner wing. So, the hairs stand up on Kund Andersen’s and Vilhelm Jorgensen’s head. Cunningham pulls all the way over to that side to join the game. He gets the ball and shoots quite weakly at goal. The ball fools Poul Christiansen and rolls into the net. 1-0 to the Scots. The 21st minute beings a distinctive Danosh attack. The boot ends it with a splendid shot, just a fraction of a second form McCandless rushing to the aid of his colleague Meiklejohn. Robb clears the ball, but several Danish attacks follows, and there is a fight all the way down to the goal-line. The Scots are very eager and Erhardt Hansen – Grandpa people call him – has to give a little lecture to Archibald about how it doesn’t suit him to be so flamboyant. In the 30th minute, our again have an excellent appearance. Carl Hansen was the obvious exception last night. There is a lot of Scotch in his fast, constantly changing and unpredictable game. But he certainly doesn’t understand how to teat the ball as well as these Glasgow Rangers players. He now fires such a violent, quick and sudden shot at goal that Robb is just about to be caught off guard and rolls around with the bullet, but he keeps it. The rest of the half is almost that of the Danes. Out attack has a lot of order and is doing well. The weakest if the right wing, but the attack is there, and the Scottish defence had a work hard to keep the attackers away. At some point Harry Hansen and Viggo Jorgensen changed place with each other and had good tried at goal. And then the Scots get their second goal. They get a corner kick and Cunningham heads the ball gently into the net. 2-0 to the Rangers and thus the first half is over. The Danish troops immediately take the offensive. They press hard in a persistent attack, but they have not been careful on the offside, and the referee stops them. Three minutes later, the Scots shot badly at Poul Christiansen, who manages to catch the ball while Cunningham or McDiarmid or one of the Scottish attackers ends up in the Danish net. Four and a half minutes Have passed with the Danes storming the altar. Harry Steen and the ball travel under the roof of Samspiel and through the ranks of their opponents. Carl Hansen delivers the last kick – and I’s a great shot, which completely catches Robb by surprise, but it must be said that he knows the entire repertoire. The ball flies in the middle of cheers that causes the swallows under the grandstand’s roof to fall down on the heads of the spectators. The shoemaker got so many ‘Livers’ that he must have enough for the first hundred years. 2-1 in favour of the Scots it is now. The spectators now get to see, the Rangers deploy all their advanced forwards. It is a wonderful sight to see, how they can handle any ball. And as they find each other and as they slip around their opponents. As they can play freely in a seeming impossible situation. It is promising what they perform, the best in defence is the goalkeeper and the left back, in the attack the left side and the right wing, which is a bit too much of a comedian. And so, Cunningham not to forget, who plays right inner wing. He gives Kud Anderson and Vilhelm Jorgensen a lot of trouble. But our people do not allow themselves to be fooled. They bring out their best game. Perhaps the defence was a little stronger the other day when the Academics fought the Scots, but the Angreserekken last night was far better than the Academics. They had many times punched a hole in the Scottish defence. If only Torsteinsson had been the right wing, or the little Ejnar Larsen from Frem. Roberts Jensen who contested the place last night was too heavy and slow to beat the Scottish defence. The second half was exciting and a struggle from start to finish. Several times Mr Robb was caught out and his goal was in imminent danger. But he escapes this danger, aided by the wonderful McCandless who plays the back position like an angel. Also, our own left back, Erhard Jensen also had a lovely evening, stopping many Scottish attack. But everything must come to an end – including this report. The match ended with a Scottish win and well deserved, and we did get a goal. Hooray for the Shoemaker
