I'm still recovering from that game! I must have drunk my body weight in real ale and cider today. My wife has been a superstar. I thank her greatly for giving me our daughter and Everton - two of the greatest gifts a man could ask for. I've asked her a few times if she would ever fancy moving back across to Walton and now, finally, she is considering it...
I'd love to relocate, lids. I really would. Getting to every home game? That would be amazing. I'm sat in the spare room now, supping another cider and absolutely enraptured, waiting for MOTD.
That was an amazing day, with an amazing set of circumstances. I went out with the wife and two Everton fans from nearby. We started off at the pub, watching the game. The beer was flowing until we went 1-0 down. After that, Jags stepped up...and our glasses were scattered across the floor as I leaped up and went mental. The Kopites in the pub shuffled on a few minutes after FT and we continued to drink on into the afternoon. We visited a few other pubs and had a cracking time overall.
Got back in the house about 6pm and the lads went home. Me and the wife have just been smiling all evening and we've been chatting about moving to Walton, as I say...I'm bang into the idea.
I'd love to get in amongst it and be a true blue...
Here's hoping.
What a day.
What a team.
I'm in love and always will be.