To listen to some people over the course of last night, you would not think that we were 90 minutes away from closing this title out.
There was a lot of seriously misplaced euphoria at Ibrox because they had a face-saving second half and managed a win over Dundee, in their last home game before the season ends.
I said they’d play in front of a full house, but just as many fans couldn’t be bothered to face it as decided to show up to watch.
That could be the fact that it was played on a Tuesday night. It could also be down to people just not giving that much of a damn because it was, at the end of the day, nothing more than a meaningless kickabout. I suspect that. It’s odd that some in the media don’t.
There is an odd sort of buoyancy around that second half performance. There are a lot of people talking about how their side has finally shown up. Cantwell is a hero again for one thing, which shows how you how deep down the rabbit hole we’ve gone.
How strange that they do this so regularly when there’s literally nothing at stake, when there’s nothing at all that matters. Odd that they cannot rouse themselves to perform when the stakes are high.
They have apparently kept the title race alive. Closed the goal difference gap. They have “made Celtic wait” to claim the prize. The second-best resourced side in the country, playing at home for the last time this season, have performed to the level you might expect.
How great they are for coming back from 2-0 down. Amazing that nobody thought to enquire how they got into the state where they fell behind 2-0 at home in the first place.
I mean honestly, who cares? Dead rubber games at the end of a campaign are exactly what they sound like. Celtic goes to Kilmarnock tonight needing a point. That’s the only game that matters this week. The only one that means anything at all.
We were not destined to win the league on a night when our team wasn’t even out on the pitch. Let the Ibrox apologists believe whatever they want; our club will be deserved champions. We will have won this; we will not have secured this title because they threw it away. No narrative which suggests that will have a shred of credibility.
In the games against their club, we will have taken ten points. We might have slipped earlier in the season to hand them some narrow advantage, but we have rallied and ripped this out of their hands, and that means we earned this. All the way.
This title was not going to be won on a night when they slipped up.
It would have been an insult to us, it would have been terrible.
It deserves to be won by us, on our own merits, according to our own design, with Celtic’s coaches and players in complete command of the occasion.
That’s it, it’s that simple. And so tonight we will.
We will get this over the line, and do what we’ve done this whole time; we’ll earn it.
I found the media propaganda surrounding that incredible turnaround and the unplayable Todd Cuntwell absolutely mind boggling.
Mon Celtic. Let’s just shut them up again. This is our title. They can claim all the credits they want. 6 month league tables, 2nd half performances against a mid table team, smelliest club in Britain … none of it matters.
WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS.
Spot on James
We want and will win it on our own and not when they slip up….
No changes to our team and maybe only Ralston at right back if our guy who was assaulted on Saturday doesn’t make it
We’ll dae it as we have been doin it, by ourselves one game at a time. Either tonight, or Saturday. My main concern, is that we pick up any injuries tae players on that horrendous pitch tonight, or by some reckless (deliberate) tackle. Always somebody, especially when its this tight, willin tae dae their bit tae help that lot out. Can expect this tae be a tough, physical game.
James, is that a typo on your part. Is it not in matches between Celtic & Sevco instead of Celtic won not 9 points but 10 points & the 2 that were lost were down to Cheaton Beaton. Sevco on their own are incapable of winning a solitary point without the special assistance of “neutral officials”. That fact alone should shame – but won’t – a club which can’t even turn a profit since they came into being.
Even more sweet to win on McInnes turf, albeit plastic.
I think we will stroll it tonight, win in style.
Just make it so please Celtic…
A plastic pitch (In the top league – Only in bloody Scotland eh)…
A Sevco Hun in McInnes that might well (in fact probably) wants a shot at The Liebrox graveyard of managers trying every dirty trick in the book to get there…
What could possibly go wrong…
It’d give them and their many Scummy Scottish Football Media lovers a shot in the arm in the run up to The Scottish Cup Final as well…
And the build up to Saturday would be simply unbearable so it would (not that I’d be listening or reading apart from on here)…
As I said in my opening sentence…
JUST MAKE IT SO CELTIC…
Pleeeeeeezzzzzeeeeeeeee !
Aye, let’s celebrate in style tonight and enjoy the hard work the team has put in over the course of this season. Let the players take the acclaim of the Celtic fans tonight with big smug smiles on their coupons and let’s all enjoy another trophy in the Celtic cabinet, it has been well worth waiting for.
Confident that we’ll get this over the line? Absolutely…but definitely not taking anything for granted.
Killie are trouble,that pitch can be trouble,over-confidence deadly,not to mention ‘patterns of assistance’.
In the words of Forrest Gump: “that’s all i have to say about that”.
Off topic,but as we remember Tommy Burns tonight,can we also keep in our thoughts another great Celt who passed on this day in 2001…an all time hoops legend,Lisbon Lion Bobby Murdoch.
I don’t the chit chat about getting it handed to us or they gave it away. To “hand” somebody something you have to have it first, it physically has to be in your possession. It’s the same with “we gave it to them on a plate” You have to possess whatever you give someone on a plate. The league flag fies above Celtic Park and the trophy is in the trophy room. Celtic were the only SPFL club that could hand anything on a plate to anybody. We handed the league cup on a plate to them by geting put out of it early.