Let This Moment Linger

As a boy, I used to walk along the Gallowgate, holding my old man’s hand and I can still remember that first flush of anticipation when I saw the floodlights of Celtic Park illuminate the dark, winter sky. There was a magic about flowing with the river of people towards the stadium and feeling that you were following in the footsteps of all those countless thousands of people who have followed Celtic since 1888...