By Mocking the Excitement of Evertonians the Joke is on Us

PS Loved the line about RS fans short of a girlfriend.

I expressed my disillusionment with football, and our feeble attempts at playing it, several times on here earlier this year. Emails to Mike Gaynes and Terry White in the USA must have depressed them deeply. I truly am of the opinion that our defeat at Anfield in the FA Cup was the most shameful in our history. It offended me, my ancestors, and every Evertonian.

I renewed my season ticket, partly out of habit, a little bit more so because we have Carlo Ancelotti in charge. Suddenly, we are watching football from heaven. We have a nasty bastard deep in midfield. We have two of the best forwards in the country. We have Michael Keane turning an attacker and playing a sublime pass to his centre forward. And we have James, we just want to see the ball drop at his feet.

Damn right I’m happy. Damn right I don’t care what the rs say. I’m just enjoying the moment. The past is gone, we can do nothing about it. The future exists only in our imagination. There is only now. Let’s live it.

God I wish I could be at the games, home and away. I can accept that we’ll stutter but please let that be after we trounce the other lot. “Choosing“ between a victory over them or winning a cup is a false choice - losing to them this month doesn’t guarantee a cup so let’s go out and do them and maintain and build on the confidence.

Enjoyable piece.

Hopefully the start the process of regaining our rightful place as the biggest and most original club in our own city!

“Whats Our Name?”

I said a few times on here that the biggest issue for me wasn't that we were losing games - we've done that for most of my life. It was that we didn't have anything to look forward to. You're with the club through thick and thin, but it's supposed to give some pleasure, right?

The last days of Martinez (who I'll always like because, God love him, he tried), Koeman, Sam (ffs, does any appointment sum it up better than Sam?), Marco... The club was sleepwalking. No ideas, no hope, couldn't see beyond the next dull game.

I feel like a kid again. I'm in awe of an Everton player. I'm excited about every game. I sit and read every Everton article and match report.

We didn't need 6 from 6 to do this, but we did need something to excite us and we've got it.

It may not last, in fact it probably won't. But a bit of hope beats the monotony of predictable short and long term failure.

Enjoy it my fellow Blues.

I know how it ended up but don't feel foolish in hindsight or regret buying into the excitement of that period one bit.

My little next generation tribe of Toffees loved that, and they love this. It's hard work raising Blues so it's nice when the club gives us a hand.

But I'm even happier about post #2, because I gotta tell ya folks, I've been so concerned about the longtime dark mood of my friend Pete that I seriously considered how to smuggle a small shipment of legal Oregon happy weed into his forbidden Crosby environs. (My lawyer and a late-night viewing of The Mule convinced me otherwise.)

But it turns out no happy weed was necessary, for any of us -- just the arrival of Carlo, a real midfield and the two classiest feet in Colombia. It turned DCL into Miroslav Klose, brought out the Pirlo in Michael Keane, turned Bogota bright blue, and returned a broad smile to the face of Pete Mills.

What more could we ask for?

(Well, okay, a Derby win and even some silverware to go with all the grins.)

On we go!

That the writer goes on in the attached article to eulogise Duncan Ferguson as a fabulous player for us destroys his credibility.

Ferguson was the ultimate cynical exploiter of a lavish contract for next to fuck-all product throughout his many years with us as a player, as he was for all his clubs.

Jeez, even Brian McBride's brief time with us (8 games/4 goals) easily eclipses Ferguson as a Toffee "legend".

And that's not just my opinion. Joe Royle, an Everton centre-forward of distinction who had to try to manage Ferguson in the 1990's, went on public record saying, quote, "Duncan Ferguson became an Everton legend before he became a player."

Wonder how many times I`ll use that one tomorrow ?

I’ve noticed a slight change of late that you’re working criticism of Big Dunc into every post instead of bashing Kenshite. fact is, Kenshite is a better target as he has had more power and influence for much longer. Also unlike Dunc Kenshite never scored in a derby or raised spirits post Silva. So if you want to retain your status as grump number one I’d recommend you focus on BK

I can't really remember feeling so confident since the 80s.

There was a brief spell under Moyes where we seemed to be able conjure a last minute goal from somewhere but the last few years have mostly been unremitting misery.

The embarrassment of Sam Allardyce's Everton. The woeful defending of Marco Silva's Everton. The one-season-only tantalising glimpses of quality in Roberto Martinez's Everton. The utter fucking wank, like a bunch of blokes that had never met each other before, Koeman team.

As the commentator said today, Ancelotti has sprinkled a little stardust over Goodson and then brought in players that bring stardust of their own.

I know we can't keep winning forever but I don't want this to stop.

My next wish is for a full-strength Everton side to totally and utterly destroy a full-strength Liverpool squad in two weeks time. That in itself would be enough for this season. If the powers that be can see fit to throw in the Carabao Cup and a top 6 (hoping for top 3 really) finish then even better.

Up the fucking Blues!!!

We all know there will be losses, we can more than handle them, we’ve took it on the chin and come back for more, we’ll get over them quicker with this squad, still improving, this manager, who seems to wear the same size hat in victory and defeat.

We’ll be okay, this is just the beginning, kids just starting to watch the Blues are the lucky ones, older kids, who have seen us win nothing in over twenty five years, your patience and loyalty is soon to be rewarded, and when Everton win something we certainly know how to celebrate.

To put it as simply as I can, I would sooner be at home watching us on telly scoring 4s and 5s than being at Goodison watching some of the shite we have been served up over the years. Whilst mourning the fact we can't be in the ground on 80 minutes, rising to our feet to cheer James off the pitch, I made my 2 young grandsons applaud the telly today as he left the field.

Not wanting to get ahead of myself, I started to wonder how we would ever celebrate winning a trophy, or even a derby, in these unusual times. Wouldn't it be great if every Everton fan, instead of gathering in masses and setting fire to buildings, just decided to donate the price of a few pints to Everton in the Community?

I love the idea of making your young grandsons applaud the telly. That sounds like a tight blue ship you run there, Pete!!!

But that is not how it is, so we have to face the reality of the situation and deal with it. Far too many times have Everton fans said “If only. ” (Take your pick from “if Alan Ball not been sold to “Clive Thomas” to “Collina”).

We have to lose that mindset, blow away adversities, get on with things, concede a goal then score 3 more. Like today.

What I'm liking most is the players seem to be genuinely happy for each other when celebrating each goal.

I'm really hoping we beat the plastic champions with style and swagger.

I’ll find my equilibrium, I’m sure.