The week of gloating at oor friends in blue money troubles ended wie a 4-2 defeat at Ayburdeen and last week starting wie 'Gloomy Monday' and these words, blown, race, wide, open and title being arranged into something troublesome.

It was a long week when all you had to ponder was 'The Gamble', that we have seem to have taken, which is to stay, just a bawhair...

Celtic did honour it's Greatest Ever Player today. Not, that you would have known aboot it. A low key unveiling was the order of the day to ensure that were wisnny great crushing up Kerrydale Street. I'm sure, the couple of hundred who saw the unveiling will recall the tale for future...

With Man Utd and Villarreal disappearing of into the sunset, to the knockoot stages of the Big Cup, leaving Celtic and Aalborg to have a bun fight for the UEFA Vase place, Celtic's travel sickness reached plague proportions. The reaction of the Celtic support to the expected defeat has been one of non-plussedness. It was an expected defeat, Villarreal are a decent side and it's no disgrace to loss there and we played ok. There was no gross over-reaction.

Have we given up hope...