Well well well.
Not ashamed to say, after the celebrations has calmed a little bit, I had a tears eyes thinking about leaving Goodison and what it means tonus - it really dawned on me last night at that moment.
Still not fully over that finish tbh.
Been beautiful in work today. Doing the front crawl in the kopites salty tears.
Thought we were going to be robbed by an incompetent, biased ref and the spawniest of spawny satan loving teams, getting lucky again at Goodison park, but the old lady and the footy gods had one last moment to give us in a Goodison derby.
I thought we were miles the better side last night, and Moyes tactics were brilliant to sit in our shape and just let them do nothing with the ball.
The workrate and effort from our team was first class, and we showed them we wouldn’t be bullied like we normally are, even though the cynical fouls and shoving they continually did went unpunished by that corrupt idiot Oliver.
We should have won it, but to go 2-1 down would normally have been that - the spirit and fight was perfect for the old lady’s last Derby. Some beautiful irony that the unpunished shove by salah on alcaraz that sent him smashing into branthwaites face gave us the added injury time to score the goal, the snidely horrible cheating little prick.
Hard to pick a motm, thought 1-11 and the subs were all great.
Beto was immense, superb goal and rattled van bader and that dog konate for 99 minutes.
JOB and the rolls Royce Branthwaite were class, Myko played salah well in the main, like he always does tbf.
Garner and Gueye were perpetual motion in the middle.
Doucure was great, and could have got the motm for his part after the final whistle
his passion for Everton is unmatched, it’s just a shame he can’t control or pass a football.
I’m giving motm the Tarks, what a way to bounce back from his horror show in the cup - fitting in a way that an absolute thunderbastard is the last Everton Derby goal at Goodison.
As for the RS, as I’ve said before about them, you simply can’t buy class.
How they have the gall to say that referee was bad for them is just beyond me.
Despicable on the pitch and in the stands, the mask slipping off that Poundland dr evil’s head is a joy to behold.
Resting the superstars for little old Everton to not win and also go out of the cup to Plymouth plus his histrionics, ain’t a good look slothy.
Onwards and upwards toffees - we showed that we ain’t so far behind this so called current best team in world football.
Let’s give Goodison 6 more send offs like last night.
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