Another story from Sunday.
Ive sat next to the same bloke for about 10 years. He brings one of his lads every week alternating between his two boys. Ive watched them grow up and they are now about 14 and 17. They were both in the seats on Sunday and i asked where Dad was. They told me they needed three tickets and dad had been trying all week. They came, all together , them thinking it was all sorted. He used his phone to get access for his two lads and they went through the turnstiles. Then he stepped away. He stayed outside. He had not really got the third.
This is totally why, we are who we are. How many Dads, Grandads, Brothers, Sisters etc have made a choice like this over time. must be a good few and that sense of belonging, stems from those small but wonderful gestures!
Similar story in 84, Milk Cup Final, my Dad queued in the bitter cold to get us tickets, sadly, he only managed to get one, but we booked and travelled down with Barnes coaches together singing, drinking, laughing all the way, him knowing he was probably not gonna get in and have to find somewhere to watch it on the box! As I entered "block C" IIRC and he wandered way the bitter sweetness of it hit me, he'd sacrificed his love of this club for me

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We'd arranged a place to meet after, but he wasnt there and I was worried, no need. As he went to sit on a coach that had a TV( apparently??) some lad said "you need a ticket mate?" and with that a deal was struck, it was just before kick off and in exchange for the price of a few bevvies, my Dad was sorted, off he went. Right on the half way line!!! had a superb view, and most importantly he was there to see it. "merseyside, merseyside, merseyside" etc
He was well chuffed, you could see it in his eyes
This is what he and many others like him do and did, for the greater good, for that sense of "no mate, after you" it is 100% who we are and what makes us the same!
Hes done so much for me, so so many times its hard to recall, every joy I have had about Everton has been shared with him, every sad bit too, its "Just what they do" he says to me
He couldnt go Sunday, his illness has taken control, he wouldnt have been able to do what me and my lad did safely
What I did do, was raise a burger and a beer(as we used to have, well a Higsons and a Sayers! lol) to him and made that same commitment to my kids, that when we see glory again, and we WILL, they will witness it even if I have to give them my ticket
Sunday, was a homage to our Everton Families, for everyone that was there, in the ground, outside it, in the Brick, The Wilmslow, wherever it may have been, to what brought us together.