Celtic anxiety stations

Andre H ponders our weary legs ahead of two crucial games

There is no doubt that we will all have had a good chuckle at what could be called ‘the Rangers circle of stupidity’ (I’ve lost track of where they are on their ever-quickening, ever-decreasing revolutions). Exercising me more, though, is where I and many of my Tic supporting brethren could currently be placed on ‘the Celtic spectrum of serenity’. As I have deemed it.

Now, I’m not one of those who have lost the plot in the wake of a truly tawdry second half at Dens Park last night. A pitiful period that meant relief was the only emotion to be grasped when Brendan Rodgers’ men eventually escaped with a 3-3 draw. Projecting ahead to Saturday’s Scottish Cup hosting of Kilmarnock and, more pertinently, the daren’t-not-win Champions League encounter at home to Young Boys four days later, it isn’t a case of panic stations, then. However, I would go as far as to confess that I’ve nudged towards anxiety stations.