Thinking about it I probably still live in those days of Bingham and Lee Evertonians of all generations simply didn't entertain the idea any were bigger or better than us, not Liverpool, Utd, Arsenal none of them. It mattered not a jot we won eff all we were Everton no more to be said.
When we were crap we'd howl the place down throw cushions might not even go for a few weeks. Then some upstart club like Leeds running away with the league would turn up and the place would be heaving with indignation, if you were late you wouldn't get in.
The opposition used to warm up on such days looking around sheepishly as if they'd been bussed into Vietnam. What a place Goodison was in those days and our away support (which is still great) was akin to the Mongols razing europe to the ground following Ghengis Khan.
Gordon tried but our heritage burnt in our hearts like a raging inferno the school of science, Dixie, holy Trinity, golden vision defined us, Liverpool were the long ball team.
Happy birthday Gordon I used to call you for selling Duncan but in hindsight if we'd won that final against Villa think what might have been. Good luck lad.