Celtic’s Season Will Be Defined Only By What Our Own Club Does In It.

For all the white noise being generated elsewhere, and for all the long inquest that some folk seem determined to indulge in regarding our European record, one thing is true and it has been true since this season started and it will be true when it ends.

As far as Celtic is concerned, this campaign will be judged only by what we do.

We are not in control of events elsewhere.

We are not responsible for events elsewhere.

The performances of other clubs do not enhance nor detract from our own achievements.

Nothing that we accomplished in this campaign, none of the progress we made on the field or in terms of the squad, was negated last night.

Not one thing.

Let the arguments rage over what the greater accomplishments are but keep your eyes on the prize.

Our tasks were to rebuild the team and to win the league title; by any available metric we succeeded.

Do not lose sight of that amidst the euphoria at a club which hasn’t actually won anything yet. Their season could yet evaporate into nothing.

In the meantime, ignore it.

Focus on what we’ve done right so far, and focus on what we have to do next.

What we have to do next, I covered in the last piece.

If Ibrox’s club does win the Europa League then this manager has to be given the kind of support that no Celtic boss has enjoyed in the last 30 years; unqualified, what-you-say-goes type backing.

But for the moment this is not a live issue.

For the moment the focus of every Celtic fan should be on the party to come at the weekend, the one this team has fought for, sweated blood for and is now on the verge of grabbing with both hands.

And we earned it. By God, we earned it.

I do not intend to forget that either in the next few weeks or over the course of the summer.

I do not intend to forget that when this season began we were a stumbling, tumbling shambles of a club and that in the course of 9 amazing months that Ange Postecoglou has turned us into a winning side with the consistency to dominate the league.

I said some weeks ago that of all the league titles that I can remember since we Stopped The Ten that this would be the most special, and that will hold no matter what else may happen around us because I love this club and really only care about its success … everything else I do on this site revolves around the central element which is Celtic.

In the end, it is only the health and progress of this great club that matters to me.

Everything on the periphery is important only inasmuch as it impacts on that goal.

Ibrox fans who regularly read this site delude themselves that their club has some massive central role in my life; I care only in how what they do impacts Celtic … Celtic is what all of this is about.

This title means more than most because we won it under circumstances so outlandish and unbelievable that it is awesome to contemplate.

This title means so much because it is a celebration of us.

And when it comes down to it, that’s really all I give a damn about, and by that measure this season will be a success because when it is finished our name will once more be carved on the league trophy.

If other clubs win things that’s for them to enjoy.

I know that I will be drinking a toast to Ange Postecoglou and the joy he’s brought us come what way.