This is going to sound like a Grinch, and I am (honestly) delighted to get through a trip to Tynecastle with what turned into a comfortably victory, but for 28 minutes I was exasperated at watching another outing of our long-ball game.
Odsonne Edouard is a more effective target-man than Lewis Morgan, but that is not what makes him a special striker. During that opening period, Hearts manager, Daniel Stendel must have thought his troubles were over.
It could be that, having seen the awful pitch and inclement conditions, Neil Lennon decided this was not a stage for our passing game. If so, the plan worked, but better teams will eventually punish us if we invite them onto us by surrendering possession to often.
Once James Forrest, Odsonne and Ryan Christie combined to allow the latter to break a few hearts, the outcome was inevitable. Short of some finishing that would make the Alfredo the Wasteful blush, Celtic could have won the game by five or six goals.
If this Hearts team are relying on the Hamilton side we watched two weeks ago collapsing to prevent them being relegated, they are in for a shock. The organisational differential between those two sides is as wide as Tynecastle.
Result aside, the most pleasing aspect of last night was Odsonne getting 84 minutes under his belt. He is still short of full fitness, hard shifts like last night help.