Scottish football’s spoiled brats need to accept that Celtic are worthy champions.

Celtic are champions, and still the pish goes on. There comes a point when enough is enough.

The dust has settled. The final whistle has long gone. The trophy has been lifted. Yet still the noise continues. Still the bitterness. Still the wild accusations. Still the endless pish from Hearts and others who simply cannot stomach the reality standing right in front of them.

Celtic are champions because Celtic were the best team in the country. Again.

Not because of conspiracies. Not because of officials. Not because the universe somehow bent itself into shape for us.

Celtic won because Celtic always find a way. That is what champions do. That is what this football club has done throughout its history.

The game ended. The authorities reviewed it. No replay. No scandal. No grand exposure of corruption. Nothing. Absolutely damn all. Yet some people are still greeting into their cornflakes as if Scottish football has suffered the crime of the century.

Now we are meant to believe stories about assaults with no clear evidence produced to back up the hysteria. If there had been genuine widespread disorder or serious incidents, there would be footage everywhere in the modern age.

Statements. Charges. Clear proof.

Instead, we got dramatic language, emotional reactions and outrage designed to feed a narrative that Celtic somehow stole something which was rightfully theirs. It was not theirs.

The title belongs to Celtic because Celtic earned it.

That is the part some people cannot handle. They cannot handle the consistency. They cannot handle the standards. They cannot handle the winning mentality that exists at our football club.

They especially cannot handle the fact that Celtic continue to conduct themselves with professionalism and dignity while others lose the plot around us.

That is the irony in all of this.

Celtic released respectful statements. Celtic acted responsibly. Back when things were shaky, Celtic did not scream about conspiracies. Celtic did not demand the sport be turned upside down because results did not go our way. Celtic simply got on with winning the league. Again.

I always say this as somebody with the heart of a supporter, but also with Ginger Witch instincts that can smell bitterness from miles away: this was never truly about crowd incidents or sporting integrity. It was about rage.

Pure rage that Celtic once again stood tallest when it mattered.

You can feel it underneath every furious headline and every dramatic social media post. The fury is not really about one game. It is about what Celtic represent in Scottish football. Dominance. Mentality. Grandeur. History.

Celtic are the club everybody watches because Celtic are the club everybody measures themselves against. When Celtic win, the country reacts. When Celtic lose, the country celebrates.

That alone tells you everything about the size of this institution.

Some supporters of other clubs genuinely seem to hate Celtic and Celtic fans simply because we win. Because we fill stadiums. Because we travel in numbers. Because we support our club with passion and emotion. Because trophies keep finding their way back to Paradise.

That hatred grows stronger every time Celtic overcome adversity.

Look at this season. Pressure everywhere. Noise everywhere. Doubters everywhere. Yet when the defining moments arrived, Celtic delivered. The players stood up. The manager stood up. The supporters stood up. Champions do that.

What I find amusing is the constant attempt to paint Celtic fans as villains while ignoring the reality that most Celtic supporters were simply celebrating another title triumph in scenes you see across football all the time.

Emotion spills over. Joy explodes. Football means everything in this city and in this country.

But somehow, with Celtic, there is always this desperate scramble to turn celebrations into criminal investigations and football defeats into constitutional crises.

It is exhausting. Frankly, it is embarrassing.

The title is won. Officially. Legitimately. Deservedly.

No number of raging statements or conspiracy theories changes the league table. No number of angry headlines changes who lifted the trophy. No amount of online bitterness rewrites history.

Celtic are champions. Fact is fact. The rest need to come to terms with it instead of clinging to fantasy because reality hurts too much.

Maybe that is the real issue here. Celtic do not just win trophies. Celtic break spirits. Celtic force rivals to confront their own shortcomings. It is easier for some people to invent corruption than admit Celtic simply had more quality, more composure and more bottle.

Through it all, Celtic remained what Celtic have always been at our best: professional, respectful and above all, winners.

That is what separates giants from the rest.

So enough with the nonsense now. Enough with the hysteria. Enough with the pish about replays, conspiracies and imaginary assaults being used to smear an entire support.

There is nothing to see here except another league title wrapped in green and white ribbons. Deep down, everybody knows it.

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