Go and look for a post by misery arse about a pub being called the Old Lady and blaming Everton for it.What?
Go and look for a post by misery arse about a pub being called the Old Lady and blaming Everton for it.What?
Ohhh mateWhat?
Usually quite thankful for the summer break of not going the match but already wishing time away for fixture announcement and our first home game in the new stadium. Can't wait
No it’s not. The Prince Rupert is and as far as I know that will still be on our badge.It's inside the stadium FFS.
My old fella reckons it did. Says like lots of things it’s cyclical, was used for a bit then fell out of favour then came back.definately not that early
WrongIt's inside the stadium FFS.
Ahhhh my Stone Cold thingy has gone down like a ton of bricksOhhh mate
What....Ahhhh my Stone Cold thingy has gone down like a ton of bricks
You're not even arguing about the right thing....Oh mate give it up.It's inside the stadium FFS.
Tbf it was the Red Brick when I started drinking in there, about 2 lives ago it feels likeThe worst thing Everton did was call the Spellow, the Spellow, or the Oak, The Oak.
Saying that, even worse was naming the other pub 'The Brick'. Ridiculous decision by Everton imo, what has a farm in Yorkshire got to do with a Pub frequented by Evertonians? Also, the Oak. We're Everton taking the mickey out of us, they may as well have called it Woodison.
The Brick, just cause the building is made of brick, big deal. Trust Everton to make a mess of naming those pubs.
I'm talking about 'the Prince Rupert'...as well as calling a concourse 'the Village'.
I'm talking about 'the Prince Rupert'...as well as calling a concourse 'the Village'.
The club is stuck in the past.
We all know this. It's reduced us to cosplay for decades.
And it looks like the new owners intend to blow the chance they have to distance us from all that and strike out in a new exciting part of town.
It's the 21st century and they're looking over their shoulder trying to make a new stadium feel like it's part of 17th century Everton.
What a plavar. This is what happens when you have absent owners and they hand over the reins to a load of 'clever' people who'll give the fans what they think they want for quietism.