Having vented off yesterday and today all we need to, it’s time now to take stock of just what this club has actually achieved this season.

We remain a matter of weeks away from 55, and barring an impossible implosion, we WILL win 55.

Yes, the attitude of the players needs to absolutely buck the f*ck up, we don’t deny this, with precious few showing the guts and passion needed for a club the size and expectation of Rangers, and at the moment the form is sideways as well, with two draw in five league matches.

But we must also give absolute credit and support to this regime and this group.

They have put Celtic to the sword this season, and only 8 points have been dropped the whole campaign, none of which were to Celtic or Aberdeen.

It is also telling every dropped point took place away from Ibrox – at Easter Road, Almondvale, Fir Park and now New Douglas Park. And tellingly, two of those pitches are artificial.

Ibrox has been an impenetrable fortress, the only team to actually take a single thing from our home patch was that unlikely comeback from a world class team in Benfica, who got away with a 2-2 draw.

Otherwise, it’s hard to really criticise Rangers’ season much at all.

Yes, we’ve lost our way the past month and a half, the post Yuletide fare not being good enough and the work ethic not being strong enough.

But to add some further staggering context, those four draws away from home and just that ugly loss to St Mirren blots an almost flawless season, meaning the entire season has seen just five draws and one loss in all competitions.

And that it’s a season including Benfica, Poznan, Willem II, Celtic, and Liege to name just five of the teams we’ve faced gives some idea of where we are.

Yes, the new year malaise is back. We don’t have an answer any more for why this happens, beyond it being a psychological block.

Thankfully this year Celtic have been ghastly post new year too so it’s not cost too much, but it’s certainly concerning.

But does it derail the season?

We’ll care not a jot when we lift 55 in a few weeks.

True, we’d have rather strolled gigantically to it, but we’ll take it however it comes about.

And that’s what the history books will say.