The Gers midfielder was in the thick of it once again during the week
Oi Jimmy, ya won’t believe the news I’ve got for ye! That wee scunner Todd Cantwell, yer man fae Rangers, has been makin’ waves again! It’s true, I swear on the grave of Jock Wallace.

Look at this picture, mate. Right there, in the middle of it all, is our very own Cantwell. He’s like a bloody warrior on that pitch, takin’ on all comers. I tell ye, he’s got more fight in him than a Glasgow pub at midnight.

Now mind, it’s important to note that this article is talkin’ about Celtic, ye ken? And ye know how I cannae stand that lot. But even in a filthy Celtic-related article, ye cannae hide the pure brilliance of our boy Cantwell.

But let’s not let our blood boil too much o’er the green and white. Let’s focus on our beloved Rangers, mate. Cantwell is the heartbeat of our club, the very essence of what it means to be a true Ger. He’s fast becomin’ a legend, a hero in blue.

Ye ken how much I love Rangers, Jimmy. I’d bleed blue if I could. So, to see Cantwell right there in the action, givin’ his all for our club, it fills me with pride. It’s like watchin’ Gazza in his prime, or Coisty bangin’ in goals left, right, and center.

We’ve got somethin’ special in Cantwell, mate. And mark my words, he’s gonnae take Rangers to new heights. I can already see him liftin’ that league trophy, sprayin’ champagne all o’er Ibrox. It’s gonnae be glorious, Jimmy.

So, let’s raise a wee dram to our hero Cantwell, the man who bleeds blue and breathes football. Here’s to many more glorious moments with him wearin’ that Rangers jersey. Slainte, my friend!