I detest the man to this day, my skin crawls every time i hear his name. I was living in England for a few years by this point, in hospital accommodation where at least 50% of my neighbours were Irish and RC, some of whom were wonderful people. A fantastic time in my life which i look back on with fond memories. So it was never about religion for me.
I just pity the man and all associated with him, that he had that little respect for his upbringing and culture. I would never sell my family or thier history down the river for a few quid, like that pervert did.
I would never have stopped following Rangers, no one man, especially a self centred narcissistic piece of shit like him would take me away from the club I grew up loving. But I won't lie, something did die for me that day that will never come back. I guess it was simpler times where i thought loyalty meant something.