Asterisks are nothing new in sport. Shamed cyclist Lance Armstrong, for instance, has quite a few alongside his name.
And there's an infuriating one that still rankles with some of the more mature Irish rugby fans, nearly half a century on.
In 1972, Ireland won all their games in the Five Nations Championship, beating France and England away. How often does that happen?
But here's the rub; those were the only games they actually played. So no Grand Slam, and no Triple Crown either.
Technically, they lost out on the title to Wales - who, along with Scotland, refused to travel to Dublin, citing political unrest, albeit north of the border, following Bloody Sunday.
The Welsh won all three of the games they played, thus claiming the championship.
But try telling the likes of Willie John McBride and Mike Gibson that the boyos from the valleys deserved it.
The last time football had a plethora of asterisks was off the pitch; during the reporting of John Terry racism trial in 2012.
If you need a scapegoat on the blue side, look no further than mercurial Gers striker Alfredo Morelos.
The Chelsea captain was acquitted of making racist remarks to an opposing player, Anton Ferdinand, but there was so much other foul language reported in court that journalists' asterisk buttons were nearly worn out.
Now Celtic - or, more broadly speaking, the Scottish Premiership's 2019-20 season - has had one clamped on like an annoying limpet.
There's no getting away from it, though.
Future generations need to know that the season was prematurely, controversially and abruptly ended by the suits of the Scottish Professional Football League due to the deadly coronavirus pandemic.
Other countries such as France, Belgium and the Netherlands have had to wheel out the asterisk too, having decreed that lives are more important than fulfilling TV contracts.
So was it a hollow victory for champions Celtic, as virtually every Rangers supporter is, rather churlishly, suggesting?
Neil Lennon's Bhoys were 13 points ahead of Rangers with eight games left when the curtain fell on March 13; the chances of them blowing that commanding lead and completing the club's second 'nine-in-a-row' were nil.
Indeed, the club could well reflect on the 2019-20 campaign being one of most laudable and satisfying of their 51 championships to date.
Cold statistics show that they averaged 2.67 points per game and had a +70 goal difference. That's championship form in anyone's language.
But it was their recovery from a potentially axis-shifting home defeat to the auld enemy on December 29 that will define this particular title.
A memorable, merited 2-1 win for Steven Gerrard's visitors closed the gap at the top to just two points, with second placed Rangers having a game in hand going into the mid-season break.
After the resumption, however, Celtic embarked on a run of nine wins and a draw to spark an inevitable victory procession while their rivals lost, unforgivably for Teddy Bears fans, to Hearts, Kilmarnock and Hamilton during a catastrophic six-week period.
That last defeat, a 1-0 capitulation at home to the near-useless Accies on March 4, prompted incandescent fury in the Ibrox stands.
Try telling even the most ardent blue, after David Moyo had punished a shambolic home defence to bag the winner, that they were watching a Rangers team capable of overhauling a 13-point deficit in the final two months.
There was no doubt then about who had handed the title to Celtic, on a silver platter.
Moreover, you could argue any tainting of the nine-in-a-row championship run was compounded by Rangers themselves, who were inconveniently absent for four of them.
And, if you need a scapegoat on the blue side, look no further than mercurial Gers striker Alfredo Morelos.
Up until that clash in late December, the Colombian had bagged 28 goals and was vying with Celtic's equally talented French forward Odsonne Edouard for Scotland's player of the year accolades.
In the final minute of added time, however, and with Rangers in no danger of squandering their advantage, he got himself pointlessly sent off courtesy of a second yellow for diving.
Rangers lost both their momentum and their initiative during his subsequent suspension, and the hitherto prolific Morelos couldn't hit a cow's a*se (there's that damned asterisk again) with a banjo after he returned to action.
I supposedly "prompted fury" on February 3 this year by daring to suggest that 23-year-old Morelos could end up being remembered at Ibrox as "the idiot who sold the ranch".
Try putting an asterisk on that.