TEN MEN won the league, 1979. Love Street, 1986. Centenary season, 1988. Stopping the 10, 1998. Martin O'Neill's treble, 2001. The Tommy Burns title, 2008. Celtic winning the league and Rangers going under, 2012. Brendan Rodgers' invincibles, 2017.

In the interests of full disclosure, I am 50 years old this summer.

TCW subscribers and viewers of the Celtic Briefing will be asking one question: how is that possible? My mother gave me the secret of eternal youth many, many years ago... Oil of Olay, of course. 

Anyway, I digress. All of the above are Scottish Premiership titles won by Celtic in my lifetime.

It's not all of them, of course, but certainly the ones in chronological order that stand out for a variety of reasons in the Rolodex of my mind.

These memories exist like Polaroids in my brain. They are freeze framed for all time. I can push a button in my head and out will pop the relevant picture. I don't need to shake and watch it develop. The images are still as clear to this day as I chalk up my half-century.

The point is that all of the above Premiership victories in Celtic illustrious history were sweet moments in the way that they were achieved.

Some against the odds. Some with last-gasp feats of derring-do. Some because Celtic just swatted the opposition aside. Each and every one of them is as enjoyable as the next.

Every Celtic supporter of whatever vintage will have their own personal favourite title win and will be able to wax lyrical for hours, days, weeks, years about it. That's a fact.

Lisbon Lion, European Cup-winner and distinguished Celtic legend as a player and manager Billy McNeill called it correctly when he uttered the phrase: "There is something of the fairytale about this club."

There certainly has been a fairytale element about Celtic this season. No doubt about it. Ange Postecoglou has seen to that.

Celtic incredibly stand seven games away from the Scottish Premiership title which last June nobody would have predicted.

Victory at Ibrox against Rangers on April 3, would see Postecoglou's side move six points clear at the top of the table in the race for the league flag with six games left to play.

So far Postecoglou has penned his own fairytale script - but this wasn't supposed to happen.

Experts, commentators and even those from Postecoglou's side of the pond all told us that Celtic would eventually be the real deal under his stewardship - probably during his second season.

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The problem was that writing off the first season meant kissing goodbye to £40million worth of UEFA Champions League money.

Celtic don't do transitional seasons, no matter who is in charge.

Despite being the most successful coach in Australian soccer history, as well as a title-winning manager in Japan, some had gone as far as to label Postecoglou's appointment a joke.

A joker? Tell you one thing about the Greek-born Australian: far from a joke, he is beginning to sound more like a Jock-er Stein every time you see and hear him.

Like Stein, Celtic may not have been one of Postecoglous's first loves of his life but you can bet that it will be one of his last. The 56-year-old gets the club with every fibre of his being. A bit like Stein did really.

The Celtic supporters rightfully feel that they have a special man at the helm. Postecogou bravely took the job on and flew halfway across the world himself - with no additional backroom staff - to sort out a gargantuan mess in Glasgow's east end.

Incredibly nine months later the Aussie stands on the brink of a domestic treble. The irony is that back in June, Postecoglou inherited a burnt-out shell of a wreckage of a football club that was on its knees after failing to land the coveted 10-in-a-row.

Postecoglou in his own words is still building his 'beautiful house'. Certainly domestically the construct at this rate is worthy of the Ideal Homes Exhibition.

As for meeting European standards, then that is a work in progress and where the Aussie will have to add on an extension. He'll tackle all of that in the fullness of time.

Getting back to the original point. There was one date deliberately left off the list of title wins for now

It is of course: Ange Postecoglou's debut season at Celtic - 2022? It needs the question mark.

The sepia-tinged polaroids in my 50-year-old mind that have held all the other league wins together in one place will never fade away. They are all spoken about with love and a passion that will last forever.

Which begs one question: if Postecoglou can lead Celtic to the holy grail in his first season as manager, would it become the sweetest title win in my lifetime? It would surely have to be up there, wouldn't it?

If that eventuality does happen for Celtic and Postecoglou they won't just be dancing in the streets of Raith, you'll hear them all the way from Bargeddie to Brisbane.

If Celtic can pull off what was a supposed mission impossible come May, you might just hear me Sing 2.

Postecoglou referenced that programme recently when he said he would be tuning in to watch the animated show rather than see how Rangers were faring in the title race.

This is quite apt because the biggest star of that show is Bono from U2. Sing 2 and a Celtic title win - wouldn't that just be the Sweetest Thing?