Rangers 4
Dundee 0
League (Premier Division)

Match Report

Newspaper extract from The Sunday Post.

As Mark Twain said, "When in doubt tell the truth." This was typical end-of-season fare, with neither side desperate to prove anything or tax themselves overmuch.

And they weren't the only ones. There are precisely 803 bright-red seats in the upper tier of the Govan Stand. Know how many people shelled out their cash to sit in them? Five did!

The reasons for all this lethargy are simple. Rangers (players and fans alike) have their minds firmly on a big day two weeks hence. And Dundee clearly think they have secured their Premier League lifeline for another year. Partick Thistle may yet have something to say about that!

The result was a lazy and enjoyable afternoon in the sun and a win Rangers achieved with a minimum of effort.

For that the Ibrox men can thank one Gordon Dalziel. While Dundee were making and missing chances with ridiculous regularity, the kid got three clear-cut glimpses of goal and buried each and every one.

Number one came after Geddes, under pressure from McClelland, missed a Cooper corner, Glennie kneed it out and Dalziel volleyed it back in from 12 yards.

Dundee came close to equalising after that, and it was only when big Jim Smith hobbled up the tunnel after 38 minutes, victim of a nasty foul by Derek Johnstone, that they caved in.

A foraging Colin McAdam run and cross once again found Dalziel, who beat Glennie (via a deflection) and whacked it home. And goal getter Gordon completed a fine day's work when he collected a superb Cooper chip, ambled past Glennie, and smashed in number four.

Between times lan Redford had scored number three after a horrible blunder between Glennie and McGeachie.

Rangers were so far ahead that they could afford to play out time with 10 men, McAdam retiring hurt.

He, alongside McClelland, Cooper, and Dalziel were Rangers best.

What an odd lot Dundee are. For long spells in the first half, far from facing the music, they merrily called the tune.

But, unless they stop being so tippy-tappy, both at the back and up front, next season's Premier League (assuming they survive) could be a bit like a ladder with out rungs. Hard to climb!

Donald McKay's best performers were Fraser, Ferguson, Stephen, and Mackie. They'd Kidd booked for a foul on Bett.