At the end, every fibre of Derek Mc Innes' being must have wanted to have one of those Steven Gerrard moments, a scream of delight and relief into a Celtic Park camera lens, a human reaction to a significant victory on hostile terrain. Mc Innes, though, showed little emotion. He shook hands with a now beleaguered Martin O'Neill and pretty much got out of there.

Later, the first words he uttered on radio were about not going "overboard" after back-to-back wins against their city rivals. "Just three points." he said. "Three points closer to Celtic." That's true, of course, but it was also the first time a Rangers manager has won his first two games against Celtic since Graeme Souness in 1986. Mc Innes was 15 years old at the time. Rangers were good, and clearly deserving of the win, but they didn't quite hit the levels of ruthlessness of a week ago at Ibrox.

They can be better and yet they won as comfortably as it's possible to win when the margin at the end is just a single goal. Their superiority would have been better reflected had they won by two. O'Neill said there was "not much between the sides" but nobody was really buying that, Celtic folk chief among them.

The Celtic manager has problems and they're mounting game-by-game. His team is physically weak and mentally substandard. They have lost the elan they had in a few games in early season.

They were out-played, out-muscled and out-coached. Again. O'Neill has time to pause now, time to reassess.

Time, perhaps, to question whether he's got the answers to the myriad ills of his team. He doesn't have robust players in midfield because his board has not delivered them. He doesn't have the kind of wingers the club had when Daizen Maeda, Liel Abada, the still unfit Jota and Nicolas Kuhn were knocking around.

In Yang Hyun-jun's absence - and week on week he appears to be spoken about as an absent world beater - James Forrest is the best winger they have. So says former captain Scott Brown, who knows Celtic players. Forrest is 35-years-old.

Neither does O'Neill, at present, have good instincts. Starting Sebastian Tounekti at Ibrox last week was an odd call and he changed it at half-time. Going with Sam Johnstone in goal at Rangers back-fired.

Giving Luke Mc Cowan his first start of the season on Sunday was another curious decision that didn't work. The midfielder was off the pace and never came out for the second half. O'Neill's famed ability to problem-solve and inspire has deserted him, for now.

When set against the newfound organisation and vigour of this Rangers set-up then Celtic look jaded. Their supporters are being cast into a scenario that none of them want to be a part of - wondering aloud, or just quietly, if the icon still has it in him. He sounds like he does.

If that is the case then he needs more from his assistants - or just better ones. From board level to coaching and playing, the whole operation looks humdrum and in need of a mighty shake. It's as if the 5-1 Champions League disintegration against LASK has removed not just confidence but heart and soul.

There was little gumption at Ibrox in the 3-0 League Cup loss, there was only a brief early reaction against Ferencvaros in the Europa League before another beating, and now there's a third poor loss in a row and a fourth inside a month. How quickly things turn. A few short weeks ago, as Rangers exited Europe to the sound of booing, Mc Innes didn't hold back when assessing the problems in his team.

Not a possession team, not a pressing team, not a counter-attacking team, he said. They were also too young and too inexperienced, a collection of individuals but not a unit - no identity, no discernible style of play. What were weaknesses then are, in the blink of an eye, strengths now.

Callowness has become youthful excellence. For the second straight week, Olwethu Makhanya was the most dominant and classy defender on the pitch. He's 22.