Amongst Evertonians’ many varied talents is their ability to skilfully articulate their anger towards their club, and the deep resentment...
So after the latest untimely break for football enjoyed only by people who fondle flags and have to set up...
Game of two halves ain’t it. And with a little knee grease and some swashbuckle those tricky tricky toffs sent...
He’s behind you. Anyone not believing this is all an elaborate pantomime by now is a sheeple, or whatever the...
There’s something riding on it so don’t pretend you know exactly the outcome. Yet here you are, again. Despite this,...
Well that was a week wasn’t it? Not even a week really, just 48 hours of it. Harder to remember...
Hey there, this will be a short correspondence as who wants to talk too much about Everton at the moment....
Well that was a bit chastening. Monday’s very premature unofficial big fourth place decider was a bridge too far (pun...
Thud. What was that? Can’t see anything so must be nothing. At some point you’ve no doubt stopped and tried...
Welcome to the final third of the season. Usually by this point Everton, and their zany audience, are in various...
And so it was, finally, that the long awaited invasion of the red planet with no atmosphere was a success....
I’m writing this out of nothing more than compulsion, certainly not hope. Consider “this” a stool sample, an MOT, renewing...
