From Ibrox to Brechins, Govan to Queen Street to Waverley, up the bridges and into the Royal Oak with my chest pumped out, ICT badge shining in everyone's eyes, folk either asked me what the score was or hugged me.
When i finally made it to the Oak an Irishman kissed me and bought me a pint of Guiness and a large dram.
Honestly, we didn't create a chance in the whole game. We defended brilliantly, as we have done ever since Butcher took charge. Two back fours and a front two who's primary role is to defend. It worked. It was pretty spawny but it worked and we're off the bottom.
Eveybody that played and sang tonight desrve praise but i have to give special mention to Ryan Esson, the back 4 and Russell Duncan for immense defending.
Ian Black, cool as you like shot himself into legendary status if he didn't have it already.
We all danced home. Thank-you Blackie. Thank you Caley. Thank you all ICT players and fans.