Evertonians with RS children

[Death]

This is a safe space for Evertonians to get it off their chest. Take a seat, introduce yourself and tell us about your kopite children and the story behind it.

 

[GrandOldTeam]

 

[Groucho]

Can’t believe anyone would engage in this sort of child abuse

 

[chrismpw]

Just the title makes me feel sad.

Wondering if there's the equivalent if childline for parents.

 

[Dogsbody@]

Orphanages are available.

 

[Deleted member 48881]

This thread

 

[blulouie]

These are all someone's children.
Wouldnt wish it on anyone.
Be careful what you are bringing up.

 

[mahermi1]

Not nice this is it

 

[Eggs]

...never, never.

 

[Bungle]

You have failed as a parent if your child supports anyone other than your club.

 

[GwladysBlue]

I haven’t got children yet, but I’d disown them, and kick them out of the house, if they ever said they wanted to support them.

 

[buskwhi2]

On the flip side my dad is a red. My grandad however was a huge blue and got me and my brother onto his side from an early age. My dad took the attitude that it was our choice and I really appreciate that. If we were happy then he was happy and he certainly doesn’t think he failed anything as a result.

 

[WA Toffee]

My 14 year old son grew up an Everton fan, but always liked a lot of other teams. At the start of this season he decided to become a West Ham fan.
At least he still hates the RS

 

[bol-uk]

You have failed as a parent if your child supports anyone other than your club.

100% this

We now live in Bath and so most people support teams that aren't local and the amount of my mates whose kids don't support the same team as them is shocking. It would never happen in my house, how could it? They have been going since they were about 3, how on earth could they support someone else LET ALONE them lot.

 

[bol-uk]

My 14 year old son grew up an Everton fan, but always liked a lot of other teams. At the start of this season he decided to become a West Ham fan.
At least he still hates the RS

Thats mad