The depths we’ve plumbed in the last ten years, even up to getting pumped out the cup by hearts followed by that embarrassment at home to accies last year, when we all doubted we’d ever get there, mean 55 is by far the best for me.
Helicopter Sunday was a fun day we weren’t expecting and indeed a joy to behold but from the despair of some of the lows of “The Journey” to the omnipotent Brazilians we have become makes this, by far, the best ever.
I hope, in terms of league wins, it is never surpassed!