So, let’s try to overlook, for now, the refereeing atrocities which stained the Scottish game last night and focus on what was actually achieved at the Tony Macaroni Arena.

We’ve covered enough about Beaton and his misadventures that now focusing on the most important thing on the night is pertinent – Rangers won 55.

Not actually, not mathematically, but that super-tough night in Livi, as we warned you, was the colossal test to pass before 55 was completely assured – that was the biggie, certainly not Parkhead.

And for the bulk of the 90, David Martindale’s side lived completely up to the billing as they not only repelled a fairly stale Rangers with some competence, but could in fact have scored one or two themselves.

Of course, football isn’t about ifs and buts, it’s about ‘is’ – and thanks to some excellent team football near the end of this one, Rangers took the 3 points, over the piece deservedly, and finalised this achievement in all but mathematics.

Make no mistake – Rangers are Champions, there’s no ifs buts or maybes about that one either – it’s done, it’s won, and it will be ours by 21st of this month at the latest, and possibly by Sunday afternoon…

Either way, whatever way you do the numbers, Rangers have won the title, and they’ve done so with probably the most remarkable season in Scottish football history.

And that was as good as ratified last night.

Let’s not underplay the impact of that one – Livi are one of the stodgiest teams in the SPL, tough, hard to break down, and they’ve had the measure of Rangers on their own patch, and of course it was on that horrific 3G surface.

It was the one we had to win to absolutely finalise this title, with just a manner of tiny paperwork still to be completed.

We did it. We won there.

Like true Champions.

And We Are The People.