I’ve supported Celtic for 50 years and I’ve loved every minute of our dominance – revelling in our rivals’ misery without shame. But the pitch invasions and chaos after our latest title win left me angry and embarrassed. Passion enriches the game; this growing sense of entitlement is destroying it, argues Herald columnist Calum Steele.

My very earliest football memory is being asked by my cousin, when I was no more than three or four years old, which football team I supported. With both Kenny Dalglish and Graeme Souness being the most famous players of the time, and pretty much the only footballers I knew, “Liverpool,” I declared. My response was promptly met with a “no you don’t – you support Celtic” and from that moment on my life-long love affair with the green and white hoops from the East End of Glasgow began.

Now even if that conversation hadn’t happened, I would have been a Celtic supporter from my first day in school anyway. South Uist is a Celtic island and, bar a few random glory hunters who leapt on the Aberdeen bandwagon during the Alex Ferguson years, almost every single resident is a Celtic fan from cradle to grave. It’s not what you do – it’s who you are.

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