When we at Ibrox Noise ‘overreacted’ to John Lundstram’s impressive debut v Tranmere then solid follow up v Arsenal, we got quite a lot of ‘calm down’-type replies from the grumpy types who think getting excited about anything in football is a capital offence.

We regaled his strength, pace, power, reading, distribution and positioning not to mention his defensive work, and were greeted by an overwhelmingly negative response, telling us to wind our neck in and stop being OTT.

Following the Real Madrid friendly, however, those negative responses have begun numbering zero as one of the most consistent units of pre-season has demonstrated a consistency, desire, hunger and appetite to thrive in the light blue of Rangers FC.

Sure, these are meaningless matches, but then even in meaningful matches there’s thousands of fans who will dismiss an impressive display in favour of saying ‘wait till he’s done it for a season’.

In short, no matter what the circumstances, some fans will always be grumpy and look on the negative side. Which is fine, we suppose.

But in Lundstram’s case they look silly if they persist with it.

The former Sheffield man has looked a very solid player, reading midfield well, intercepting at the back, bombing forward and supplying the wings. His very frame is imposing, and he’s very much of the ilk of a Patrick Viera-type, that bombastic midfield powerhouse who can defend, attack, and dominate the centre.

Crucially, he is a truly wonderful partner for Steven Davis who can produce the range of passing, the vision, the leadership and the composure, while Lundstram is more the physical unit of the pair, with his appetite for getting stuck in and intimidating physique.

Of course, we will see how Lundstram gets on in competitive action, when the serious stuff starts this weekend.

But this is a guy who passed his PL apprenticeship and was highly-coveted by a host of PL sides once United went down.

Rangers did brilliantly to get him, and we now wait with anticipation to see how he does when the season begins in earnest at Ibrox.