Flicking through the catalogue of midweek results around Europe, one was as surprising as it was Scandinavian. Sweden's 3-2 win over the Netherlands on Tuesday evening ensured the Swedes a place at the Euro 2012 finals as the best runners-up from the nine qualifying sections.
It was a truly jaw-dropping outcome, especially after the Netherlands had abused the Swedes 4-1 in Amsterdam last October.
That the home side docked at such a destination with the much-maligned Celtic defender Daniel Majstorovic at the heart of their defence suggests that either the visiting side were munching space cakes in Amsterdam before they boarded the plane to Stockholm or 'Three-point turn' is not as lackadaisical as he has been making out.
If it is the latter, he has short-changed himself and his club's supporters with some of his wretched outings. This was a figure who was dropped before Celtic visited Rangers in the SPL a few weeks ago, but is deemed sharp enough to keep tabs on Klaas-Jan Huntelaar, a striker only 10 goals short of Patrick Kluivert's all-time record of 40 for the Oranje.
Accompanying bearded Aston Villa old boy Olof Mellberg - who is churning it out for Olympiakos these days - at the heart of the Sweden defence, a colleague commentating on the game told me that Majstorovic 'strolled through it like Franz Beckenbauer'.
That is obviously a massive exaggeration but helping to quell as side as potent as the Dutch suggests Majstorovic can maybe offer more than he has hinted at since arriving in Glasgow from AEK Athens. The Netherlands had obviously not studied recent footage of Majstorovic appearing in the often chaotic climes of the Scottish Premier League.
Far from being in the mould of the ball-playing 'Kaiser', Majstorovic has not been doing the basics of what he was brought in to be, i.e. a bruising stopper who performs when under pressure, which is usually not often enough in Scotland. Once compared to the all-action approach of fellow Swede and Celtic's assistant manager Johan Mjallby, Majstorovic seems as accident-prone as untrustworthy predecessors such as the gone but not forgotten Olivier Tebily and Rafael Scheidt.
A year after being party to a 4-0 drubbing in Utrecht, Majstorovic was sent off in the opening moments of a 3-1 defeat in Switzerland to bog-standard opposition in the shape of Sion in the Europa League before being rag-dolled by Hasselbaink a couple of days later in Paisley. Not Jimmy, but Nigel, the compact but limited little nephew of the former Dutch forward, who can be found trudging around the lessy starry surroundings of St Mirren Park.
With his shaven napper and tattooed forearms, Majstorovic is a marked man in every sense. He looks like he could be a chucker-out at one of those industrial boozers in Glasgow's Gallogate, but first impressions are deceiving. He appears as bruising as Bluto, but far too often falls into a state of dejection.
Celtic were suspect at the back when their back four contained Gary Caldwell and Stephen McManus. They have continued the theme of pursuing a series of suspicious central defenders, including Thomas Rogne, Darren O'Dea, Josh Thompson, Glenn Loovens and Josh Hooiveld. The laws of cause and effect suggest they all are yesterday's men with Celtic.
Despite their size, none have really measured up. None have been more disappointing than Majstorovic.
Like companion Georgios Samaras looks like he should be a striker, Majstorovic seems to have the equipment to be a defender, but for a thirtysomething centre-back with almost 50 caps he is a reluctant leader at key moments.
In Celtic's 2-0 defeat at Heart of Midlothian a fortnight ago, he let a ball drop out of the air that had snow on it before Rudi Skacel, probably not believing his luck, walloped a shot into the corner of the net.
Call me old fashioned, but football coaches from time immemorial have always espoused the mantra that defenders should head a ball away before it comes to earth. If the first ball cannot be won, the second ball must be won. Without being melodramatic, this is the kind of behaviour that will wind up with the Celtic manager Neil Lennon being ejected from his post.
Yet here is a man the Swedish coach Eric Hamren swears by after a successful series of qualifiers in which Sweden lost 11 goals in 10 games. "Dan didn't have his best game in Hungary, but against Ukraine, Moldova and Finland he was great," said Hamren. "So I don't agree he's not been playing well for me."
With the transfer window closed until January, Celtic must go with what they have at the back. If men like Majstorovic do not transmit their form from internationals to club fixtures, Celtic could easily fall out of contention to win the SPL before the end of the year.
That may sound alarming for some, but is a stark reality. With three defeats in nine games, Celtic are ten points behind league leaders Rangers having played one game less as they revisit the SPL this weekend. Celtic are pursuing a move for another attacking figure in free agent James McFadden yet the pursuit of two dependable central defenders remains a puzzle that has yet to be solved.
Celtic begin their road to atonement at Kilmarnock on Saturday. For Majstorovic, time is pressing in every sense.