Anyone that plays Football Manager will know that recent versions have included achievements that tick off your progress - first signing, first win, first trophy and so on. There's probably an unofficial equivalent for sides promoted to the SPL and one of them is surely beat the Old Firm. However, in our first two seasons we'd only managed two draws with Rangers and Celtic - in typical St Mirren style they came away from home. That all changed on Sunday, October 4 2008.
It was one of those periods when morale was low. We hadn't won for a while, were bottom of the SPL, hadn't won in the league at home all season and were coming off the back of a shocking cup exit to first division Dunfermline during the week. Rangers, meanwhile, were flying and had yet to be beaten in the league. Their last ever trip to Love Street would surely yield three points.
As it was a Sunday game, I wasn't reporting on it so had the rare luxury of sitting in amongst the Saints support rather than in the press box. It would be the last time I ever sat in the Love Street end - which proved to be a rather good vantage point for the afternoon's proceedings.
I can't really remember much about the game, although do recall we finally changed to 3-5-2. It was a system our players slotted into but, bizarrely, wasn't used again for more than a year. I also remember Kevin Thomson having to be carried off by his team-mates because the stretcher bearers didn't seem to want to help.
It was one of those games you see on TV sometimes, where the big team pushes and pushes but can't make the break through and as a neutral you think the wee diddy team will score with their one attack and take an unlikely win.
That moment arrived around 15 minutes from time when we launched a rare attack towards the Love Street end. Stephen McGinn – who made his name scoring against the other half of the Old Firm - got the ball and I remember screaming for him to pass to Craig Dargo, who seemed to be in a good position. But he didn't, instead deciding to shoot with his left foot. I remember watching in slow motion waiting to see where the curling shot would end up and an explosion of noise when it majestically came to rest in the back of Allan McGregor's net.
Of course, there was still plenty of time for Rangers to get one goal, possibly more, and they didn't half try for it. Everything including the kitchen sink was launched at Mark Howard's goal and there is a superb image of no less than four Saints players rising to head the ball off the line - which was followed by loud roars at the other end of the ground when we realised the ball hadn't gone in. Former Saint Kirk Broadfoot tried his diving but, for once, the referee didn't give Rangers a dodgy penalty and we clung on for a glorious, glorious victory.
It's moments like that which make supporting a team like St Mirren worthwhile. Against all the odds, we had finally beaten one of the Old Firm when some of us expected a humping. BBC Breakfast the next day decided our goal had been scored by MacJinn and there were the references to a certain former Celtic chairman, but that didn't matter.
What did was that three years ago today, Love Street had one final day in the sun.
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