Seven out of Seven. Celtic 1-0 Aberdeen.

Another trip to Hampden under Brendan Rodgers ended with another piece of silverware to make it seven trophies from seven domestic competitions, and as always, it was as routine as you’ll get.

You have to wonder if we will ever get any competition in Scotland again as long as Rodgers is the manager.

To type the above statement, while Rangers now sit at the top of the league, may seem like alarming behaviour, but if we’re being completely honest with ourselves, the league will be wrapped up after December and staying at Celtic Park, as we have a squad capable of winning every game that comes thick and fast this month, whereas everyone around us is severely limited with resources.

Yesterday, yet again, Aberdeen failed to pose any threat to a Celtic side completely in charge of the game from the moment that idiot Andrew Dallas blew his whistle to start the match.

The ref’s performance was horrendous. Dallas, once more, was determined to make a game all about him and he’ll not face any consequences for trying to ruin what could have been a decent game of fitba.

Ryan Christie’s goal right on half time was enough to settle the game, with Celtic not needing to really get out of third gear.

Credit must go to Christie for his transformation from bit-part player to key performer in this team, and his attitude has been exceptional.

It’s onto Motherwell in a couple of days, and I would love to be writing about smashing them by five or six.