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Well, the boil needs to be lanced. Nothing will improve under 777 - we might as well go through the horrors with them now simply to get nearer to an owner who won't run us over a cliff.

Well, the wolf is definitely at the door...

Maybe he can gee-up the fans via performative gesticulation. Failing that, interpretive dance.

Being run like a charity despite living way beyond our means.

If there are goals, you’ll win comfortably. We don’t score goals.

At what point do social services step in and lift the fans over the line to the local mental hospital? We’ve done our bit. Time to protect yourself now.

Drink a pint of wine.

We’ll see a capitulation and one of our “stars” getting himself sent-off because he hasn’t got the stomach for the fight.

The idea of recovering from our worst result of the season to claim our best result of the season in six days is utterly fanciful. We'll be soundly beaten and the Luton game will, even now, take on ridiculous proportions - but only because some will still think we have a chance. We're gone -...

I know what we all need now: a statement from Colin Chong.

It was always ending at Dignitas.

Well, we’ve conceded 16 in the last six with Jarrad Beckenbauer and James Passarella, so I’m not sure Keane is quite the straw that breaks the camel’s back this time given the camel is already strung up at the chiropractor’s.

Yeah, I don’t want to hear any bleating about selling Branthwaite, Pickford, or the tea lady because the club desperately needs a purge and full rebuild now. As much as I like Pickford and Branthwaite (and rate both), they’re not part of a solution on the pitch anymore - as their respective...

So be it. From where I’m standing, it’s already finished.

This is almost why relegation has to happen. It finally purges the detritus that have doomed us and forces change. Almost.

And that, Children, is why the Championship beckons.

If he loved Ireland, he’d have given up on Everton for us.

Gutless.

One prepared by well-remunerated chef Michael Keane and the other by Cenk Tosun.

Woke up this morning singing that Roy Orbison song. It’s over.