There was a time when Rangers were my favourite other team. Not that I’d ever seen them play, even on TV. In Northern Ireland, we were fed a diet of English football. Only Scottish stuff we’d see, came in a one-minute window on a Saturday morning preview show.
And Northern Ireland being what it was, protestant lads were brought up to follow Rangers, young catholics, Celtic.
Throughout those years for me, and until I got fed up with the duopoly of Scottish football, Celtic mainly ruled supreme, until Rangers ended their great rivals’ 9 titles in-a-row in 1975.