S Archibald 5
Hansen 11
Match Information
Attendance: 10000
Referee:
Matchday: Tuesday
Match Trivia
Umemployed Relief Fund Cup. Despite the miserable weather, the attendance at the Lord Provost Paxton Unemployment Tourney match at Ibrox yesterday was fairly satisfactory. Roughly, benefit by £534. This, of course, is the sum total taken at gated and stands, and as there are no expenses, no Amusements Tax requires to be paid. Every penny goes to the fund. Unfortunately, the play was hardly worthy the patronage. It was all right for a quarter of an hour or so, but by that time the ‘Light Blues’ were two goals up, and the match was lost and won. Most of the Rangers seemed to feel they were on velvet, and as it happened, they were right. Why? – because the Partick fellows had handed in ‘their guns,’ so to speak – they knew within themselves that they were fighting a forlorn hope. Salisbury created the opening flutter. This looked like bringing a Firhill success, but someone came from somewhere to clear ‘Sally’s’ low shot from off the goal line.; the next minutes – five after the start – Partick were one down. The ball came out to the right, and Archibald tried his luck. It was in; the fluky wind caught the ball in its flight; it struck the inside of the off upright; Campbell was beaten to the world. Poor Kenny! – he seemed flabbergasted. Neither he nor anyone else – the man who put the ball across included – expected a goal. Bob McDiarmid followed with a pop, Alan Morton flashed a centre across the front to find none of his colleagues a taker; then a short Jamie McColl run and ripping shot brought a ‘corner’ at the other end. Carnihan slashed another over the top when he might have scored; yes, the Thistle were doing not so badly up to a point. But the Rangers came back again; Archibald whacked the ball into the middle, and Hansen finished the scoring. Time eleven minutes. The ‘little Grear Dane’s’ shot was an eye-opener. I question if another man afield would, or could, have chipped in to clinch as he did what was anything but a glit-edged opportunity. It was a most spectacular goal. McColl, who met with an injury, changed places with Salisbury – both sides had chances, but, as I have said, the sting was out of the business. In the second half it was another version of the same, relieved by really clever interludes supplied by Hansen. Carl was not given too much of the ball, my notion was that his colleagues didn’t wish to have the little fellow overwrought. Which, if such was their intention, was not a bad idea. But he got enough of it – thanks to his own effort mostly to show us a few almost uncanny feats. I don’t say the Dane will play havoc with, say, the Celtic defence in a First League encounter, but he is an exceptionally clever and stuffy bit of goods, just the same. To think with him is to act, he gets off his mark and reaches his objective in double quick time; he shoots like lightning with both feet. He is a highly dangerous Dane. One magnificent second-half drive from the left which got ‘the wood’ at the near junction of the upright and cross-bar was a real stinger. McCandless and Dixon stood out prominently, so too, did James Bowie. Henderson did very well as support to Archibald, and well, Hansen I have told you about. Partick’s best were Struthers, Salisbury and McColl, even though the centre-forward was hurt. Jamie returned to his own place before the finish. Johnstone was number one in a poor Firhill middle line.
