So, let's gab about this team sprung up in 2012, like Athena from the head of Zeus, calling themselves Rangers and deciding to kick a ball about at Ibrox Stadium. That's in Scotland, if you weren't geography-ly aware.
Naturally, they come at a price - about £87m if the Transfermarkt fellows are to be believed. Not too shabby in this inflated world of football, a tad pricier than a few pounds of haggis and a deep-fried Mars bar.
The squad has a generous sprinkling of 29 players, all averaging the tender age of 25 - plenty of peak years left and already deprived of their youth by the soul-crushing business of football, how heart-warming.
This season hasn't exactly seen the lads sitting on their hands. They've waded into the mire of 5 competitions. Of course, they've established themselves as the careful climbers, no daring dash for the victory here, more the chugging steam train hitting the sleepy stations of Fourth Round in the Scottish Cup, Semi-Finals in the League Cup and 4th place in the Premiership. Let's not forget their brave attempts to conquer Europe too - dusting themselves off in the play-offs of the Champions League Qualifiers and settling comfortably into the league phase of the Europa League.
I dare say, it's been an average year for this pack of lads - not quite the gallant knights they'd like to be, yet not the court jesters either. No matter, they'll continue to dole out their brand of football, attract the punters, keep their inflated market value, and throw themselves with gusto into the frenzied bagpipe symphony that is Scottish football. After all, another year, another season...such is football.
