On a related theme, my stag weekend in Galway 2008 coincided with a Liverpool ‘Legends’ team playing a fixture against the local side. We bumped into them in a bar in town and I spent a good couple of minutes ranting at Bruce Grobbelaar, calling...
Not really an Everton story, but more of a “stick it to the RS story”
On millennium eve I’d been invited to this massive party at the house of a friend of the family who were absolutely loaded. Massive house in Willaston. I was 18 at the time...
'I'd buy that for a dollar'
[so odd, was only reading about that final scene and how they set up the stunts and gore a week or so ago, and the happy accident with the prop head].