Oh, glorious day! Allow me to introduce you to the titans of football. Or so they believe. I speak of the Rangers, born amidst the chaos of 2012 and making their stand at the Ibrox Stadium, somewhere in the wilds of Scotland.
Now, brace yourselves. According to the great oracle of football wisdom Transfermarkt, the entire squad of their majesties, the Rangers, is valued at a colossal sum of £102m. What an extraordinary amount, fortuitously devoid of any real significance relative to the brutal sport of football.
Curiously enough, this newly established squad is made up of 29 greenhorns, most hailing from the cradle, with an average age of a mere 24 winters. The raw sweetness of youth.
This very season, the Rangers have indulged in five merry japes, including the Premiership where they earned the esteemed honour of second place, the League Cup where they danced all the way to the Semi-Finals, the Scottish Cup where their journey ended at the Quarter-Finals, oh, and let's not forget their performance in the Champions League Qualifiers where they managed to perpetually hover at the Play-Offs. Last but not least, their exploits in the Europa League, in which they stuck firmly in the League Phase.
Just splendid, isn't it? The grandeur of it all almost overwhelms. I bid you good day and remind you, with all sincerity, to never take the world of football too seriously.
