Goodison-inspired creative will commemorate Everton's final season at iconic home

Or maybe, just maybe, news of Everton's death has been much exaggerated.

Take a look at the club's launch page on the official website, watch the video they've fabulously crafted (both linked above), and tell me that you don't start to wonder. To consider what others tell us is apparently unthinkable.

That we will indeed have a life once the Grand Old Lady has finally fallen silent. That things can and will truly get better. That we are on the cusp of a literally gleaming resurrection not many miles away.

What a future we are soon to embark on.

Everton will rise again. It begins not at the Grand Old Lady but over there, down on the river, the city's very founding feature. To leave our 'nuisance neighbours' behind, geographically and beyond and to once again, just like we did in 1892, become a new force to be reckoned with, a force to be proud of. An entity resonating with meaning and value, far beyond simply eleven men on the park.

So hold your nerve people, welcome then wipe those tears that will undoubtedly flow throughout our last season in dear old Liverpool 4 – the home of my family since before St Domingo's was founded – and say hello. Hello to Everton FC circa 2025.

Personally, I want Moshiri to stay, to not sell to desperadoes or vultures intent on picking the flesh off the carcass. To remain and be the spearhead (liberated, no longer fettered by meddling malcontents), and to lead us into paradise. To raise us up from the ashes of his own (and others') disastrous infernos, turning us once more into a phoenix and our bright new dawn.

And so, returning to this epistle's original provocation – the impressive optimism expressed through the club's new and innovative creative work... Read it, view it, buy it in the coming months, but live it.

Everton? Existential? Damn right! We're not going anywhere, other than migrating into our future and our fabulous new home. Buckle up, it's going to get bumpy, and it's going to prove one hell of a ride. Being Evertonian was seemingly always destined to be.

We're going to turn the air blue. Royal Blue.

Just another small matter the Premier League will piss all over for us with our attention drawn towards them and their ineptitude instead of celebrating our past and embracing our future.

Perhaps I should so just keep silent.

I'm excited about the new Everton Stadium at Bramley-Moore Dock. I've been canvassing for a rebuild or move since the early 90s. It is long overdue.

I am a strong character, but when it comes to Everton, I am emotional. Leaving Goodison upsets me. I'm going to need a few people around me when the day comes. I don't think many will be able to walk away when the last day comes.

So many memories, good and bad. But following Everton is about the passion of the supporters. Let's make the most of the Grand Old Lady we all grew up in whilst she is still standing and do her justice. She deserves it.

You've started me now!

Oh? So it's just one huge marketing opportunity?

Well, yes, it should be taken full advantage of from a commercial perspective — the kind of thing Everton have conspicuously failed to do in the past that goes a long way to explaining our current predicament amidst parlous commercial revenue streams that are totally insufficient to support the club's current operations — but did you actually have to make telling us that a part of the commemoration???

With only a bunch of spivs on the horizon to relieve Moshiri of his self-made chaos, only administration waits for us.

Shame on all of them, I say.

It's going to be an emotional season.

Like you, I don't care what league we're in. Obviously we have our preference, but we just follow Everton.

Always have done since we can remember. Always will.

I've gone there a couple of times for a look how the new stadium looks and it stinks, to the point, I have had to cover my face.

I hope the club is aware of this problem.

I read somewhere they're going to install a wall of large fans to blow the stink of shite in the opposite direction during games.

(I may have completely made this up.)

We just tell everyone that it's the wind blowing in the stink from the direction of Anfield.

I’ve visited Bramley-Moore Dock about half-a-dozen times over the last couple of years, arriving from all different directions, but not once have I noticed any smell other than fresh sea air.

However, there was a YouTube video of Bramley Moore not so long ago by Mr Drone. At the time he commented on the strong smell and thought he was standing near to a particularly stinky bin somewhere but he later discovered it was coming from the sewage works.

There again it cannot be a bigger stink than what’s going on at Goodison at the moment, you can smell the stench all the way to the Premier league head quarters.