Celtic fans doing the huddle and laughing in my face hurt like Hell - Barry Ferguson

I'm not going to lie. This one hurts.

Maybe it was because I was there to watch it with my own eyes, sitting in the directors’ box at Parkhead. Perhaps it was the joy on the faces of the Celtic fans when they were doing their wee huddle dance and laughing in my face when their team was 3-0 up. It was interesting, let’s just leave it at that.

But mainly, the hurt and disappointment I’ve been left nursing was caused by a Rangers performance which was simply not good enough on derby day in Glasgow’s east end. To be honest, I’ve still got an empty feeling inside more than 24 hours later and that’s not like me. Normally, I’d get up in the morning after a sore one like that and think to myself, ‘it’s a new day and a fresh start’. But there was something about the way Rangers unravelled on Sunday afternoon which has left a lingering sense of frustration.

There’s an old saying in the game that says there’s a proper way to lose a match. I’m not sure I ever really agreed with that on the basis that I couldn’t stand being on the wrong end of any defeat against any opposition. But what I saw on Sunday was certainly not the Rangers I expected. Yes, all right, they had a good opening 10 minutes. I actually enjoyed watching it because they were aggressive in the way they were going after Celtic and pressing them from the front.

But who cares about having a good 10 minutes when the game lasts for 90? What annoyed me the most was that, as soon as Celtic got up the pitch for the first time and Kyogo Furuhashi put the ball in Jack Butland’s net, it looked as if their heads went.

All of a sudden they seemed to be spooked by the occasion and from that moment they didn’t make Celtic really have to work for the three points. And that’s the bit