Friday, 25 April 2014

Rangers will only let you buy season tickets in cash

Rangers are in the news again today.  Try and guess if that's a good thing


From the BBC:
Chief executive Graham Wallace's 120-day business review sets out the club's intention to raise fresh equity in the autumn, win promotion from the Championship to the Premiership at the first attempt next season, before adding a Scottish title and being competitive in Europe by 2017.
I guess you can't accuse them of not being ambitious but there's more chance of Mila Kunis sending me photographs of her tits than Rangers being competitive in Europe by 2017.  The reason Rangers are in such a bad situation anyway is because they kept overspending in a desperate, vein attempt to remain relevant and because the people in charge, just like the majority of their fans, are absolute scum bags.  Surely they've changed their ways now!  Oh, wait a minute
In a statement released to the stock exchange, Rangers admitted the £70.7m raised though season ticket sales, commercial revenues and a 2012 share issue had been spent "relatively quickly, and in some areas liberally".
Woops.  So they've accidentally spent £70million in two years.  How do you even manage that?  I mean... that's really hard to do.  At times like these it's important to think of the fans:



"The Catholics have won".  I'm not sure I can sum up the average Rangers supporter better than that one sentence.  Here's another tragic tale:


Now The Rangers won't even let people buy season tickets using credit or debit card and think they need to raise £30million to have a chance of gaining promotion and being competitive again.  They pay Ally McCoist £800,000 a year to manage that team and he claims he's shocked by the findings.  The manager.  Ally McCoist gets paid £800,000 a year and doesn't understand why their finances are so bad.

If you asked anyone on that Rangers board how much something normal like a pint of milk costs, they'd just stare blankly at you until they noticed the mouse on the windowsill, at which point they'd throw back their head, unhinge their jaw and swallow it whole.