I've been a total wreck since Thursday afternoon. After the st mirren game I had accepted our fate, but rather than celebrating going 3-0 up at ibrox all I could think about was how we were going to screw this up, or how the media would conspire against us. I was too nervous to watch the game today but I finally switched it on just before our first, and all I can say is that we were immense.
Laing had one of his best games for us, and Johnston and Lionel are a different class when they are on. But what a piece of bloody business to get skippy and Pearo back, I love them to bits. And if I can come to an arrangement with my wife and mrs Lasley, I would like to propose to keef.
It's half one here, so I am going to get pished and troll folk on Twitter. Enjoy the next few drama free weeks folks