Keith Jackson blames Collum for Celtic’s victory yesterday. Strange he never does that with the Ibrox club

Keith Jackson is at it again this morning.

Stirring the pot and talking shite, with his Pulitzer prize winning style of journalism.

Malik Tillman is the best thing to have hit Glasgow since Brian Laudrup, and der polizei in Munich will imprison Ross Wilson for daylight robbery, if he manages to land Tilman for £5million.

Just a shame £5million is required for that particular purchase, when keeping the lights on at Ibrox is already a struggle.

Then again, reality is in short supply over at Ibrox, along with cash, of course.

To be honest, I got sick of reading his slavering over Tilman and moved swiftly down to his assessment of yesterday’s trip to Dingwall for Celtic.

This is where the fun really starts.

Apparently our side lacked it’s creative sparkle and customary levels of control yesterday.

Definition of control: the power to influence or direct the course of events.

Now I’m not sure what 28 shots, with 9 on target, 75% possession, 626 passes and 83% pass accuracy translates into, but I’d be willing to hazard a guess that it would be the definition of being in control.

Customary or not.

Creative sparkle?

I guess Alexandro Bernabei’s English isn’t great yet, so he might not have got the memo on that one.

Jackson also believes that Ange Postecoglu is a man with a nervous disposition, based on the below statement:

Indeed, Postecoglou will be pacing up and down outside the treatment room at Lennoxtown over the next few days, waiting for the pair of them to emerge, as Celtic will need all of their top operators declared fully fit and firing for this impending visit from the neighbours.

Clearly he doesn’t know Ange Postecoglu very well.

Can you picture Ange Postecoglu pacing up and down outside any door?

He didn’t seem very perturbed about Reo Hatate or Aaron Mooy’s fitness during his press conference last Friday, did he?

That’s because he knows exactly what’s going on with both players and he will already have a plan in place, whether they’re absent or not.

Funnily enough, Jackson now believes there’s a refereeing conspiracy of sorts going on after yesterday’s penalty award from Willie Collum:

Had it not been for the latest in a long line of lamentable collaborations between Willie Collum and VAR yesterday then his side might even have come unstuck in the Highlands instead of huffing and puffing their way to yet another top flight win.

But we didn’t come unstuck Keith and chances are, we wouldn’t have either.

It’s funny, though, that there was no mention whatsoever of Willie Collum’s lamentable collaborations after the non-existent penalty he awarded at Ibrox against Kilmarnock a few weeks ago.

We dare not speak of such things.

We only talk about lamentable decisions when they involve Celtic.

Malky McKay, of course, was incandescent about the whole thing afterwards.

“How did you feel about the penalty Celtic were awarded, Malky?”

“Well, I was incandescent, I felt a white hot rage emanating from me afterwards. What do you expect? Willie Collum destroyed the game as a contest.”

I guess when you’re one nil down to Celtic, then it’s curtains.

Well, it is most of the time, because anybody we play seems to give up after that.

Come to think of it, they even seem to give up whenever they’re one nil up against us as well.

Anyhoo, Jackson seems to be thinking that VAR (little helpers in front of tellies, similar to Santa’s little helpers) and the referee could destroy next Saturday’s game.

Is that an acknowledgement that we don’t have decent referees in Scotland from the one and only Keith Jackson?

Although he tries to rally the Ibrox troops at the end of his article, stating that a win would give Michael Beale a shot at the title, Jackson knows deep down that it won’t happen.

I suppose he has to paint a picture of optimism.

It’s the hope that kills them though.

Ange Postecoglu and his players will be very keen to wipe out the last vestiges of that.

Who would bet against them doing it?