Amid the euphoria that has engulfed the blue half of Glasgow since Rangers’ unexpected Scottish Cup semi-final victory against Celtic last weekend, a number of burning questions have slowly but surely emerged.
This summer’s International Champions Cup (ICC) has recently been trumpeted by the great and the good of world football, which is fine and well, but we are entitled to ask: what exactly is the point of the ICC? Come to think of it, what is it anyway?
Just when you thought it was safe to yawn your way through the remaining Scottish football fixtures until the close season, Celtic and Rangers were paired in the semi-final of the Scottish Cup.
In the simple act of two balls being removed from a bag, the season has unexpectedly sprung to life, and sports journalists north of the border will be wringing their hands with glee, with ridiculously excessive column inches devoted to next month’s clash all but guaranteed.
Louis van Gaal’s faith in young players is unparalleled in the modern game. For all the criticism he has received, the Dutchman is securing his legacy and the club’s future by blooding many of Manchester United’s future stars.
Retiring a multimillionaire in your mid-thirties may be the dream for most. But spare a thought for those former top-flight footballers now rattling around their mock-Tudor mansions. Wiling away their days deciding whether to take out the Bugatti or the Bentley and which of their eight bathrooms to use.