Dynamo Kyiv, Leeds United, Parma.  

Mythical nights retold by parents to sons and daughters in hushed, reverential tones.

These are tales of noise and vibrance off the pitch, and heroes on it. 

For a generation of Rangers fans these long-faded triumphs probably felt slightly unknowable save for grainy Youtube videos and while lovingly told, perhaps slightly apocryphal sounding secondhand accounts. 

“Aye Leeds are an okay mid-level team I suppose Dad, but who are Parma? Are they even in Serie A?” 

Time can do strange things. Only those of us lucky enough to have lived them know the true context of these games. 

Today’s 20-year-old supporter has known some success in Europe of course.  

Porto and Braga stand out in recent times, but ones for the ages, games that shake you to your very bones? Perhaps not quite. 

The last true 'JFK moment' game, against Parma, was 23 years ago. Almost so long that the difference between the good and the truly electric becomes forgotten. 

Until it happens. And then you know. It's intangible but you can just feel it. 

And Ibrox delivered that in spades last night. A spectacle of colour, noise and passion nobody who witnessed it will let slip from memory. Least of all, I'd imagine, those youngsters, whose fires of passion were forged amid failure rather than glory. They have nothing to compare this to. And for that reason it must have been all the sweeter. 

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The old ground reverberated throughout as the wall of explosive noise barely lost momentum for 90 pulsating minutes.  

In the press room before the game, you had felt it build. Even tucked away in the bowels of Ibrox– the steady vibration and the crackling static of excited fans arrived early and was unmistakable. This was a stadium turbocharged. Those of us who had felt it before just nodded, "yup". 

How loud was it by kick-off? You had to shout to hear someone sitting next to you. And even then it was a strain. 

The players were feeding off the fans and vice-versa, a perfect symbiosis that left Dortmund in deep trouble. 

It was case study of that old football cliché of the 12th man in action. 

In the end, a 2-2 draw flattered the Germans and we would be dissecting a second famous victory were it not for a strange VAR call that chalked off Ryan Kent's richly deserved tap in.

Regardless of a draw on the night, in putting out a true European giant - the Bundesliga’s second force and fully paid-up member of the football elite - Rangers posted a result that belied all expectations. 

Across continental Europe, they will be sitting up and taking notice.

That doesn’t happen on just any old night. There has to be stardust in the air. 

Dynamo Kyiv, Leeds United, Parma... Dortmund. 

A new generation now has its story to tell.