‘Martin’s mess exposed – but when will it end?’

Russell Martin described his vision of a footballing promised land, a future where Rangers would win games and score them in stunning clusters, while also talking about his dream of a footballing promised land. He declared, “It will be beautiful.” We’ll all be able to share it together, too.

The moonbeams had vanished when he appeared following this 6-0 second-leg belting in Belgium, and the words “pain, hurt, embarrassment, humiliation” were not meant to be in heaven but something more sinister. Bingo at Champions League.

When there appeared to be no reason for confidence, the Martin we saw in the hour before the deluge appeared confident. When Motherwell, Dundee, and St Mirren are not able to defeat, you have a 3-1 deficit to overcome. When your defense is populated by jittery players who leak like a sieve, miracles must be performed.

Two goals were scored by Alloa, a third-tier Scot, against Rangers a few weeks ago. Realists were aware of the damage limitation for the trip to Club Brugge. Martin attempted to sell it as a different thing.

Wait until these players understand the message’s genius, and then just keep going until the work’s full potential is realized.

His management’s promise of jam tomorrow appears to be the start, the end, and the halfway point.

The Martin, whom we later witnessed, apologised and promised to improve. He claimed that his board is “amazingly supportive.” They are aware that this may take some time.

Martin discussed how to deal with the suffering and loss and use it as fuel for Celtic’s Ibrox clash on Sunday.

Momentaneously, Martin cheerily repeated how he described how one of his staff said the Rangers tanker was being turned around on his watch, an assessment that came to mind a fortnight ago.

The tanker is unable to travel. It has so many holes in it that it is quickly disappearing from view and quickly becoming a rust bucket, which is a fitting description of the manager’s Ibrox project after this degrading, cataclysmic defeat.

The mercy was that Rangers wouldn’t have to endure it because it wasn’t even more bone-shudderingly embarrassing. They had Jack Butland to blame for some saves, two shots were slapped off their woodwork, and they conceded six shots. It could have been ten without even a hint of exaggeration.

It would have been simple to picture Rangers supporters supporting them in their quest for a higher score and, potentially, an irrecoverable mortification for Martin and his staff long before the end, amid their untrammelled fury. A manager being shown the door causes short-term pain.

Later, Martin stated to us that the board believed in him. He probably wouldn’t say anything else, but it’s probably true for the time being. With each passing mistake, it may not be as accurate as it should, but it will save Martin more time.

The new owners don’t live in the Glasgow football stadium, they don’t feel the emotion, and they don’t appear as likely to react to the fans’ cheer as their predecessors did.

The chairman, Andrew Cavenagh, was not mentioned in the past’s stories of Rangers heroes. Nor was Paraag Marathe, a second major decision-maker for the club, Vice-chairman of 49ers Enterprises.

They tend to stay away from Glasgow, but Marathe’s work as Leeds United chairman gives rise to a man who firmly believes in keeping his nerve. His appearance would appear to include patience.

Daniel Farke had a turbulent start when he took over as Leeds manager in the summer of 2023. He won three of his first nine Championship games and one of his final nine that year, which Martin’s Southampton cost him in the play-off final.

Martin may appear doomed inside the goldfish bowl. Every fan of the Rangers is blaring blue murder. Without any ambiguity, they are calling for him to be fired.

There are toxicity and venom present. How is it possible for him to survive this and this and this?

Even though there aren’t any discernible improvements under Martin, including any scraps, he will still have the chance to rebuild the team.

You won’t recognize Cavenagh and Marathe as having itchy trigger fingers. At any rate, not yet.

They can’t be silent about the protests that occur; if they watch the Old Firm game on Sunday, they will be informed of them, but there is little evidence that suggests that their supporters are ready to spontaneously ignite their anger.

So you have a board that will wait, a support team that sees no point in waiting, and a manager who attempts to appear as though he has this under control when all the evidence suggests otherwise. a sluggish beverage.

This is the mess and Martin’s team. It’s getting worse than it already is, not to mention not working. No amount of quick talk can at this point conceal that, and no three-card trick attempt can fool a single fan.

The first Brugge goal, a Martin signing, was attributed to Nasser Djiga, who was also at fault. Another Martin adage, Max Aarons, sent himself off in eight minutes.

Every single one of his newcomers was destroyed. He took three of them to Brugge at the time of the break and replaced them with players he had inherited, winning 5-0, with the rest.

Later, as he sifted through the rubble, Captain James Tavernier, one of his substitutes, received some applause. He claimed it was strange that the veteran full-back showed leadership and that he was proud of it.

Why didn’t Tavernier start him ahead of the hapless Aarons if he is so good? How come Martin benched him against St Mirren last Sunday, Brugge last Tuesday, Alloa before that, and Dundee before that if he was made of the right stuff?

Martin’s decision-making is currently being portrayed in many ways, and some of it includes the sudden praise for a captain he has dropped.

Rangers are unable to defend under Martin, and Aarons’ throwing of his team under the bus in Bruges prevented the flow of blood.

When Motherwell, Dundee, St. Mirren, and Alloa are playing against the ball in their box, they turn into jelly right away.

Not just about Brugge, either. not just. Like the tanker of his imagination, it’s about a manager who a large portion of the supporters never wanted in the first place and fails to turn things around.

It’s about confusion and chaos, about obscene language and startling acting. It’s between supporters who appear to believe and those who, by extension, don’t.