Barry Ferguson's return to Ibrox as the caretaker manager of Rangers has quickly turned into a fucking disaster. The former club legend must've thought he'd have an easy ride, but the beautiful game ain't so kind, matey.
Two matches, two shit results
After just two matches in charge, Ferguson's already entered the record books for all the wrong fucking reasons. Ain't that just typical? First home match in charge and he's beaten 2-1 by fucking Motherwell. What a joke.
The Scottish giants? More like the Scottish midgets. They were sh*t against Motherwell, with Luke Armstrong and Tom Sparrow scoring in the first half. Even though Cyriel Dessers managed to pull one back for Rangers, it wasn't enough to avoid a humiliating defeat.
History repeats itself
It's been 42 fucking years since a Rangers boss lost his first home league match, and now Ferguson's got that unwanted record to his name. Tommy McLean was the last poor mug to suffer this fate back in 1983. Way to go, Barry lad.
Ferguson's reaction
After the match, Ferguson had the cheek to say there's "clearly a problem" with playing at home. No sh*t, Sherlock. He reckons he can "solve the problem" and he's "positive" he'll fix it. Well, good fucking luck with that, mate.
But let's not forget, Rangers actually managed to beat Kilmarnock 4-2 under Ferguson's watch. Probably a fucking fluke, if you ask me. They've still got six league defeats this season, and two in a row at home. Pathetic.
Rangers' season in tatters
Now, Rangers are 14 points behind their bitter rivals, Celtic, with just nine fucking matches left. It's gonna take a miracle for Ferguson to turn this around.
His managerial career ain't much to brag about either. He's been in charge of Clyde, Kelty Hearts, and Alloa. Who the fuck are they? Oh, and he had a brief stint as caretaker manager at Blackpool. Remind me, how'd that go again?
As a player, sure, he was decent. But managing is a whole different ball game, mate. He might've won trophies and scored goals back in the day, but that don't mean sh*t now.
So, good luck, Barry Ferguson. You're gonna fucking need it.
