When the full-time whistle went at Ibrox on Saturday, I am sure there were two separate thoughts doing the round and round in the brains of the Subway Loyal; the first was that they were top of the league having scored four goals.
The second was that there was no way whatsoever that we were going to match that yesterday to go back top.
Ha! I know a lot of them thought that, in fact, Kilmarnock might be the place where we dropped points for the first time. That hope was erased when Kyogo scored early.
There was no way that we weren’t going to win from that point on.
The question was; could we go out match their four goals? Well, of course we could.
We bettered it in fact, because that’s what this team does.
They go big, we go bigger. And we didn’t even do it with them in mind, we are just in that headspace now where this team is capable of surpassing the opposition without breaking a sweat.
The focus we have is absolute. This team does not get distracted by anything.
I talk a lot on this site about psychology. It must be un-nerving for them to have hit four at home the other day and then to realise that we had hit five, away from home.
Especially to a team who they struggled against at home last weekend.
They know we’re the best team in the country. That has to be clear to them, no matter how much they try to convince themselves to the contrary. That has to play on their minds.
On days like today it has to sap into their own personal confidence and convictions.
That makes your legs a little heavier in training, it makes the running that little bit harder, the effort that little bit tougher to make, that knowledge that maybe, just maybe, it doesn’t matter how hard you push it, it doesn’t matter how good you can be … because someone else is just better. Someone else is just more capable.
That must be soul-destroying, and they better get used to it.