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Match Information
Attendance: 15000
Referee:
Matchday: Sunday
Match Trivia
Before the largest crowd ever to witness a soccer game in this state, Glasgow Rangers, wearers of the triple crown of Scotland were held to a 1-1 toe by a picked eleven from Detroit Professional league, at University of Detroit stadium, Sunday. Although the visitors did not win and were forced to come from behind to tie the count, they offered conclusive evidence as to why they are champions in this universal sport. To the uninitiated from the banks of the Clyde was a revelation a concrete example of the great heights that can be reached in the realms of soccer development, and a wonderful lesson in the science of co-ordination of mind and muscle, by a team of experts. Every man on the side is a star of the first magnitude in his position, a past master at his craft, and an artist versed in the finer technique of the profession to which he has applied himself assiduously for many years. Nevertheless, individual effort was for the most part subordinated to combination, and it is because the units blend so perfectly, rather than by demonstrations of individual skill, that the measure of success has been attained by the de-luxe aggregation. True, at times, as occasion demanded, there were brilliant flashes of individualism, that aroused the enthusiasm of the crowd because of the cleverness of execution and the speed and clarity of thought displayed. Big Andy Cunningham, captain of the outfit, was the cynosure of all eyes, and contributed his full share towards the afternoon’s entertainment. And so did Alan Morton, diminutive left winger, known throughout the British Isles as the ‘little blue devil’, because of his prowess in international games. It was a great day for Scotland, and a rare opportunity for the racial family reunion it turned out to be. It seemed as if all the nations of the world sent representatives to Dinan field, but the Scotch were out in full force, and they made the welkin ring as only a soccer crowd can. The stars and stripes and Scottish ensign floated side by side, and the skirl of the bagpipes furnished the dominating note. Whatever effect the music may have had on anyone else, to the alien Scot it brought back happy memories that made the blood course faster in his veins and compelled him to give vent to his feelings by vociferous acclamation. So far as the result was concerned that seemed to be of secondary importance and was a little disappointment to many who expected the rangers to win by a big margin. It was, however, entirely owing to the sound display of the Detroit team’s defence that ab overwhelming victory was not recorded for the visitors. Hugh Sprott was the hero of the game, the Holly Carburettor goalie giving a masterly exhibition throughout, saving innumerable shots which would have beaten an ordinary custodian. The crowd roared its approval as he kicked, fisted and threw the ball away from the shadow of the goal, the visitors being apparently of the opinion that a stone wall had been erected across the goal mouth. Martin Ross and Ernie Somerville also put up a marvellous exhibition, while the halves, with Rainey prominent, so worried the opposing forwards that they had comparatively little opportunity in indulge in fancy manoeuvring. As a line the local vanguard failed to blend harmoniously, the inside men being below par. JB Stark, internationally known referee, kicked off, and Detroit immediately took up the offensive, Currie shooting inches wide of the post. From a corner Lavery netted, but the point was disallowed because of an infringement. Rangers settled down, and piled Alan Morton with some judicious passes, the outside left crossing with uncanny accuracy. But the Detroiters refused to give ground, and Sprott was an active as a cat on hot bricks. He appeared to be everywhere as the shots rained upon him, and his coolness under fire was remarkable. In the first period Rangers gained seven corners to Detroit one, recess being called without a score being made. With the urn around Detroit had the advantage of the wind, and Somerville dribbled down the field, shooting into Hamilton’s hands. Play was transferred to the Detroit area, Harris being conspicuous for some clever work, and the full-backs and goalie still flying the flag of ‘no surrender’. A terrific volley by Fleming from 10 yards range was kept out, a quick return from Cunningham brought Sprott to his knees, while a high shot from Hair was tipped over the bar. Detroit took the lead following a free kick 16 minutes from the interval. Rainey dropped the ball over to the left wing where it was retrieved by Currie, who rounded the fullback and dent in a cross shot. The ball struck a defender and went into the corner of the net amid tremendous cheers from the crown. Rangers did not relish this reverse and hammered away at the opposing defence continuously. For a time, nothing resulted beyond numerous corners, which in this period totalled 13, and it was left to Bill Hair, the fleetly outside right to do the trick. It was a long sprint, and a fast oblique shot which eventually beat Sprott and saved Rangers from defeat, and a fitting climax to a wonderful exhibition
An official welcome will be tendered the Rangers club and officials by Mayor Lodge at the City Hall this morning. Following this the party will be taken for a visit to Ford airport and automobile factory. The visitors leave Detroit Monday night for Niagara Falls, where they will rest in readiness for their next bout at Toronto on Wednesday
