Hello reader, yes reader, well reader, what can I say about the latest classic Old Firm encounter, Armageddon 385, Judgement Day 582, Match of the Century 28, Thrilla in Vanilla 256, Rumble in the Concrete Jungle 715?

Well, to sum it all up I would say it was a low quality, hectic, one hundred miles an hour chess match. No Leeway for Wilkie

Within hours of the Old Firm defeat, Rangers fans found solace in the rumour that Lee Wilkie had refused terms at Tannadice and was Ibrox-bound in the summer.

Talk about kicking a team when it's down. Next thing was the traditional who to blame for the defeat debate.

In the he's not good enough and has to go' category', the following candidates quickly emerged. Kris Boyd for missing his only chance, David Weir for being too old and Charlie Adam for being, well, Charlie Adam. The winner, however, was Kirk Broadfoot.

Cries of what was he thinking?' - a reference to Kirk's new hair style - had been directed at the big defender throughout.

But, in the 58th minute, the calls were less about what was ON Kirk's napper and more about what was IN Kirk's napper as he hashed an attempt to thwart Scott McDonald and presented the striker with a belated gift which the bowley-legged hitman gladly accepted.

No time then to welch on Wilkie, is it? Head Bhoy got it right

Make no mistake, this was a victory for principle, the principle being the manager is always right; the player - if it's Aiden McGeady - is always wrong. But, most of all, the principal principle is if you can't be good be jammy.

Okay, although maybe not a classic, do you think anyone with a Celtic disposition will care a jot about that? They will be too busy looking at the highlights and mulling over the many successes in a Celtic jersey ... like Gary Caldwell, who was not only solid but also produced the save of the match.

And what about Big Artur? True, the save from Boyd was match-defining, but the fumble from the corner which lured Broadfoot into a rash dunt, that was clever.

The general opinion is Gordon Strachan got his tactics spot-on. How he knew Rangers would be so inept was miraculous. And, finally, you've got to hand it to Scott McDonald, not only was he man of the match, he was nuisance of the match, too.

For us, though, some mystery surrounds Scott's end-of-match celebration. How many fingers did he raise? What did they mean? Was this the Aussie version of the Skippy Skippy shake?

First of all, what about that pitch? I'm sure there must have been some grass in there somewhere amongst the sand and ice and what looked like that spray, kid on snow stuff you put on your windows at Christmas time if you're one of those nutters who overdoes the decorations.

Make no mistake, for me and my opinion this was a big ask of a match that Rangers HAD to win or at least draw.

But with half an hour to go and Celtic just having scored, the faces on everyone connected with Rangers inside Ibrox were like Koki Mizuno's coupon just before kick-off - etched with bewilderment.

You would have thought that with a 30 minutes left in which to snatch - without getting too carried away - their unravelling season from the jaws of unmitigated disaster, Rangers would have given their all.

Well, if that was them giving their all, I would suggest there is not enough quality to do anything of quality.

Lack of conviction on the Rangers' bench was evident. Even when Walter and Ally and Kenny were deciding to put on Nacho Novo you could almost hear their body language say, ok, he's rubbish, but he winds up the Celtic fans'.

In their quest for an equaliser, Rangers ended this match with Boyd, Miller, Lafferty and Novo on the pitch and still couldn't get a shot at goal.

Shows you the faith the management team had in the goal-scoring prowess of this quartet when they then sent Sasa Papac up front towards the end to join them. Who would have been next to have been thrown on? Colin Stein? Big DJ?

For me, crucial matches are always won by crucial incidents and there was no shortage of such crucial incidents which contributed hugely to the outcome.

First up, the goal. Arguably that was vital, but what about the other moments of cruciality like Scott Brown and Pedro Mendes squaring up to each other and the Celtic man winning the who's the most hacket argument'.

Or what about Barry Ferguson flinching like a big lassie when Gorgious Samaras pretended to throw the ball at him? This showed lack of mentalness.

Ferguson had a go at the ref but as far I am aware, it is still not a red card offence to make a Rangers captain look stupid in front of his fans.

So, what now? Well, Celtic got the points but it was a win that arguably, merely papers over the quality cracks and then covers them with at least one coat of emulsion.

True, on the day, this was their day, but all Celtic have right now is an advantage and advantages don't win titles, not even seven-point advantages so if they want to build on this they have to spend at least three million big ones on at least six top class quality players.

As for Rangers? Well, for me, Rangers need players in almost as badly as they need players out, but is there any money?

I think there could be - if everyone at Rangers were to bring in all the money they got in Christmas cards and all the vouchers they received - apart from Woolies and Zavvi ones - and pooled them they could raise enough to buy Dean Shiels... for a week. Good luck to Barry Wilson, who has agreed a move from Inverness Caley Thistle to Queen of the South. We just hope that, at 36, Barry can cope with the step up in class. IT would seem that there were afters' in the tunnel at Pittodrie following Aberdeen's match with Hearts on Saturday which must have been pretty mental. Apparently, they resulted in their being ten thousand pounds worth of improvements being done. WHY was Pittodrie full on Saturday? Well, we heard it was because Hearts were due to be paid so thousands of Aberdonians turned up to see if they could catch some of the coins being thrown to the players. The word is that Livingston players will be paid in the New Year. It's not known, though, whether that payment will be made in pounds, euros or chocolate coins. Best comedy over the Christmas period? We just can't choose between Rab C Nesbitt, The Royle Family and David James' performance against Arsenal. So Wayne Rooney says he doesn't have an anger management problem? Try telling that to every ref who's been on the receiving end of a Rooney verbal outburst over the years. Could he be taking lessons from another hairdryer-wielding Old Trafford operative? Names on a postcard please...