As the dust continues to settle on yesterday’s game, the level of disconnect between what happened and what those in the environs of Ibrox believe happened grows larger than that gap at the top of the table. I am mystified as to how one club can be so filled to the rafters with so many people in wilful denial of our superiority.
We have lost a single domestic game this season. In the three encounters against their club since their obviously bonkers manager took over we have won two and drawn one, that one coming in their must-win game at home.
We are a better team. The lead at the top of the table is 12 points. A vastly superior goal difference is probably worth an additional one just in case we need it, which let’s be honest we’re not going to. Our strengths are many, our weaknesses few. In domestic terms we look as if we could dominate this landscape for years to come.
Once this title is wrapped up that will be eleven of them in the past 12 years.
Once Ibrox could have cried foul because they spent four of those years trying to reach the top, but in the years they’ve been back we’re already won four trebles.
At some point, it has to dawn on even these loon-balls that there is a pattern emerging here.
Todd Cantwell is the latest of them to run his mouth off in the aftermath of a defeat. We didn’t win, apparently. Someone wants to show him the footage of the match.
He says that they lost it instead.
I don’t know how many times I’ve heard this or a variant of this since this season started, and from various different players over there, but it never ceases to be anything other than hilarious. Because a team that contents itself with these fairytales is in trouble.
It’s the loser’s mentality. Winners get past defeats by focussing on getting better, not clinging to whatever straw they can. Our keeper could have played most of the game in his slippers and bathrobe, that’s how little they threatened us over the 90 minutes.
On every key metric – possession, passes, passes completed, shots at goal, shots on target and that annoying little one, the one people will insist on judging this stuff by, which we call “the score-line” – we were the better team.
Their own fans are pissed off at him for talking this rot.
They know all it does is gives Celtic another incentive to win the semi final, another reason to push ourselves that little bit harder, and show this joker and the rest of them up.
They would rather this team of theirs did their talking on the park. Maybe that’s why they do so much of it through the press, because on the park they are just not good enough.
What’s that old saying? “Those who can, do. Those who can’t, blame the referee. Or something.”