Two members of the Ibrox goons gallery are suddenly more available for media work than they have been in a while. Lee McCulloch was a casualty of what happened at Hearts and, worse, is that Alex Rae is now looking for something to amuse him after being sacked at Reading.
What’s the odds that one or both of these clowns will have a BBC microphone before much longer? You could set your watch to it. As if the players from that Ibrox era haven’t sucked enough money out of the public purse, but the national broadcaster gives them more.
Bad enough at the moment that we have to endure Kenny Miller now every other week. Can the BBC honestly say its viewers are better off for his rambling, shambling nonsense?
If he was as smart as he thinks he is he would still have a career in management.
I heard today that he was back, on Radio Clyde, accusing Kyogo of being a known diver.
He also, hysterically, ranted about Callum McGregor, suggesting he was “lucky” not to get sent off. What kind of balanced viewpoint is that? Where did he come up with that line? On an Ibrox fan site?
Bloody Hell, this is what we have to put up with already.
And you just know that their pals in the press will find soft landings for these two, especially as both have haunted the airwaves in the past despite being about as robust, intellectually, as a Sheffield car worker who voted for Brexit.
Alex Rae is a certainty to wind up back on Clyde and on the occasional BBC Sport Scotland show.
He might even – God help us – pop up back on camera in front of Sky, whose own Scottish branch is as filled to the rafters with clownish ex-Ibrox men, the star of the show being the Village Idiot himself.
He, at least, was adamant that our second goal was legit.
The media landscape is filled to the rafters with these people as it is, and so every time one of them finds himself with a bit of free time you can be sure that he has a mate somewhere who will get him a gig.
The BBC in particular is like a “finishing school” for the journalistic careers of ex-Ibrox players, although the only thing it’s finishing is its own credibility.
So brace yourselves for Rae’s ghoulish visage to be starting out at you from a television studio soon. And prepare to hear the wit and wisdom of Lee McCulloch, a man so dumb that if you partnered him up with a rock on a quiz panel that his chances of winning would double immediately.