We are all Neil Lennon

xlserena, I take issue with you we blew it at Inverness. Its all too simple to look at the last defeat and say we blew it because of that game. Losing at Inverness happens, its happened before and it will happen again. Losing at Motherwell also happens especially on that pitch.

If anyone is looking for a reason we blew the league then the 3 consecutive home draws in November/December is where they should start. In the Utd and Inverness games we were 1-0 and 2-0 up and managed to draw both, the 1-1 Draw with Kilmarnock was different in that we came back from 0-1 down however dropping 6 points in 3 consecutive home games is every bit as important as the defeat at Inverness despite having taken place last year. I say to my brother every year when we lose an early league game (not this year winning 8 in a row) that that result is just as important as winning or losing our last league game of the season. The Inverness result was a contributing factor to us possibly losing the league this season but not the only one and not where we "blew" it.

Xlserena, could not agree more with how Rangers have performed as soon as they got their noses in front. They've come out of the blocks firing on all guns since we were beaten by ICT. I've always said they're mentality was stronger and tjen theres players like Lafferty who always turn up at this time of the season. I honestly think the ICT defeat was down to the team formation that night, whilst none of their players would get on our bench they still played very well collectively and that was down to us going 4-4-2 against 4-5-1.

As you say we can only hope.

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

"This is only the beginning..."