Celtic and Rangers whataboutery won't cut it as they're BOTH Champions League cannon fodder - Hugh Keevins

There’s one, traditional punchline regarded as being the technical knock-out which finishes any disagreement between Celtic and Rangers supporters.

“Aye, but whit aboot them?” is the verbal blow to decide the contest. In the context of six Champions League group stage matches shared equally between the two clubs since the start of this season, the answer to that question is simple. One is as bad as the other. They are domestic giants and European pygmies when it comes to the highest level. Cannon fodder. Soft touches. Also rans. Do not delete any of the above. They are all applicable.

The only way they can contradict their current status is for one, or both, to achieve the consolation prize of finishing third in their group and qualifying for the drop down to the Europa League. The King of Govan, minus the formality of a coronation, is Sir Alex Ferguson. His immortal phrase about there being such a thing as “Squeaky bum time” was last week entered into the Oxford English Dictionary and is now accepted by academics as part of the country’s language.

But Rangers won’t need to open any book to find the definition of what it means. It’ll be staring them in the face when Liverpool arrive at Ibrox on Wednesday night. If you have the ability to be honest with yourself, the win for Jurgen Klopp’s side at Anfield last week proved one thing. The Champions League tells bitter truths.

There’s a reason why no English club ever came in for James Tavernier in spite of his phenomenal numbers in terms of goals and assists in the Premiership. He looked uncomfortable at Liverpool’s level. No club, British or foreign, is interested in paying millions to get Alfredo Morelos. He looked ineffective at Liverpool’s level.

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