If you want a picture to capture the turnaround in our fortunes this season, then video Rangers' second goal and, if Sky or ITV can spare us a few extra seconds of their precious tape, freeze-frame the huddled group of players, Gallen somewhere in the middle, celebrating with the Rangers fans.

You will see a group of players who really, really wanted this result - and dug in to achieve it. You will see the jubilant, hard-core Rangers fans for whom this third win on the bounce is just reward for their unceasing loyalty and support away from home.

Another 1200 made the trip this afternoon. It wasn't a pretty win - and it was anything but comfortable. Rangers spent most of the game defending deep (and desperately at times) and relying on the counter-attack. The difference between us and Blackburn, apart from an obvious self-belief, was that we converted two of our four chances, and they wasted... well, how many was it in the end? Ten, twenty, thirty...? It seemed a hell of a lot anyway, especially when we were holding on our one-goal lead.

Luckily, Blackburn to a man had put on their Toblerone boots and the ball-boys were in more danger than Lee Harper throughout. With Breacker out, Darlington switched to the right, Rose dropped back into central defence, and Rowland went into midfield. Murray came in for Langley, who was on the bench.

The whole defence, despite being under pressure for long periods, performed well, aided and abetted by some dismal finishing by the home side. Although never really tested, Harper looked solid throughout. Baraclough was his usual reliable self at left-back, whilst Darlington improved for having switched sides. Although a Murray fan, I have to say he did little today to enhance his own cause - and gave the ball away increasingly as the game progressed.

Wardley, another goal to his name, put himself about, but that was about it - and it was left to Rowland to put a foot on the ball and provide the right pass when it was most needed. Kiwomya and Steiner, both much improved over the past three weeks, ploughed lone and mostly ineffective furrows today. Both earned their corn, but will have better days.

Gallen came on injury-time, ostensibly to kill a bit of time, and enjoyed an overdue stroke of good fortune in following up to knock the ball into an empty net, after Kiwomya had broken clear and seen his shot cannon off the keeper. It wasn't Filan's day, as he'd got a hand to Wardley's effort just before half-time, only to see it bounce into the net. Filan gutted tonight, I would imagine...

The funniest moment of the afternoon came just before half-time. The sky went black, the heavens opened and it poured. But no floodlights. Cue Rangers fans singing: "Shit ground, no lights..." Blackburn were simply awful. It wasn't a vintage Rangers performance by any stretch of the imagination. But we were worthy winners all the same, for defending well and taking our chances, neither of which Blackburn could do. That's what confidence and self-belief does for you. And at the moment, we've got rather a lot of those qualities.