Yesterday was all about three points, and Celtic found the way.

That was a pure dead brilliant result from Easter Road yesterday as Celtic beat Hibs 2-1 in a tense, hard-fought game.

I’ll be honest, Hibs put pressure on Celtic from the first whistle. The frustration and tension grew right until the final one, but Celtic survived it and left the capital victorious. I was watching from my own wee corner of the world, heart thumping all the same, living every second as if I was right there in the stands.

Maybe that’s the beauty of it. You don’t need to be in the stadium to feel Celtic when they play with that much determination. Because what we witnessed yesterday afternoon was not just a win. It was another message.

We will be in this all the way to the finish. Stand or fall.

Hibs did not look like a side prepared to lie down yesterday. They pressed, they harried, they tried to make it uncomfortable, and for spells, especially early on, you could feel that pressure building.

There was that nagging wee voice in the back of my mind, my ginger witch instinct, whispering, “This could be tricky if Celtic don’t settle.”

But here’s the thing. Strong teams don’t panic.

Strong teams absorb.

And Celtic absorbed what little Hibs threw at them with a kind of calm authority that settles your soul once you recognise it. It was measured, composed and, eventually, decisive.

That’s the word that kept coming back to me as I watched it unfold.

Sure, there were a handful of mistakes. A couple of players combined to do stupid stuff for the Hibs equaliser, but overall this was Celtic in control.

And when Celtic click like that, when that rhythm begins to form, you always feel like we’ll find a way. I was pretty sure we would.

We did not stroll past them. We did not flatten them. But we beat them in the way good teams have to beat difficult opponents at this stage of a title race.

That is the part that matters most to me.

Just the win. The three points. They matter more than dazzling football at this point. You would like dazzling football … but we’ll take the results any day.

Going to a place like Easter Road, against a side that has already proven it can hurt you, and finding a way to win anyway? That is title winner behaviour.

Because let’s not forget the context here. There was a wee bit of history hanging over this one. Points dropped before. Difficult performances. Hibs causing us problems already this season. Those things can linger in the mind if you let them.

But Celtic did not carry that baggage onto the pitch yesterday. They faced the challenge, worked through the difficult moments and rewrote the story.

That takes mentality. We already know we have plenty of that strength.

My ginger witch instinct had a good feeling about this one before a ball was even kicked, I won’t lie. I did tell you Celtic would win this one, and we eventually.

There is something in the air. Can you feel it? Yesterday confirmed it for me.

This Celtic side smells the finish line.

Another three points in the bag. Another step closer, and when you look at the bigger picture, when you allow yourself that wee glance ahead, you start to see it forming, don’t you? Five in a row.

It becomes more realistic with every result like this.

I don’t say that lightly, and I don’t say it as blind hope. I say it because performances like this are the foundation of it.

Not just winning when it is easy, but going to difficult grounds, under pressure, with expectation sitting heavy, and still delivering the result.

That is how titles are secured.

What I loved most yesterday, beyond the goals and beyond the result, was the composure. Because in moments where lesser teams might rush, force things or crumble under the press, Celtic stayed patient.

They trusted each other. They waited for the game to open.

And when the moments came, they took them.

There is a cold beauty in that. A clinical edge wrapped inside hard work and belief. It is the balance every title-chasing side needs, and right now Celtic look like they are finding it at exactly the right time.

So aye, I might not have been there. I did not feel the roar of the crowd in my bones or see the pitch with my own eyes. But I felt something powerful watching it unfold.

That deep, growing certainty that this team is on a mission.

If they keep playing with this level of composure, hunger and belief, then that mission is only going one way. Five in a row is not just a dream.

It is there, within reach, waiting to be grasped.

And Celtic, right now, look more than ready to take it.

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