Yngwie

I woke up this morning, hungover, but more significantly, in the midst of a remarkably vivid dream. ICT did the business at Livi, Rangers beat Motherwell 1-0. But we had to wait about 10 minutes glued to our radios for the Aberdeen game to finish. The players stayed on the pitch in anticipation. Final score came through, 0-1, I start the pitch invasion. Having a great time hugging the players and talking shite to them just like when we won Division 1. But suddenly all the stewards are chasing me. Then I woke up!