If I was a RS, I'd be absolutely gutted. Getting the Soccerbus alongside the Albert Dock and the Liver Buildings - the best and most visited part of Liverpool - and seeing the blue hordes streaming along the road to our lovely new stadium raised my spirits no end. And then walking back along the dockside, with thousands of other blues, young and old, past bars and restaurants flying Everton flags, into the city centre brought it all home to me. We've taken the city of Liverpool. No matter what they spend, or what they win, or how many of their fans fly in from Oslo, this city is ours. They're stuck out in the dull northern suburbs (no offence to anyone who lives in those northern suburbs of course) while we are right on the river, and dominating the city centre cos so many of us are walking back that way. We're the first thing the cruise liners see when they enter the Mersey. We're in the heart of what made this City great.
My only gripe is that, high up in the East Stand, I kept getting distracted by the incredible view out to my right, of the mouth of the River and the Irish Sea, with boats coming and going.
What a setting for a Stadium. The RS, with their glory-hunter fan-base, are just a football brand that happens to be in Liverpool. We are, more than ever, the City's club.