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I'll be at Hampden on Sunday afternoon and there’s a part of me wishing I was taking my boots there with me. ‌

Because the sight of Martin O’Neill walking back into Celtic’s dugout is going to bring a lot of old memories rushing back to the days when I was out there playing against his side the first time around. ‌

It’s mental, isn’t it? Here we all are 20 years later and he’s right back where it started. And isn’t that why we can’t get enough of Scottish football ? ‌

The English will tell you that the quality isn’t always great. They’ll look down their noses and say our game isn’t a patch on the Premier League .

But they can shove that borefest where the sun don’t shine. ‌

When it comes to sheer drama, passion and incredible story lines, they don’t even get cl

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