Paragraphs are a part of English Grammar for a reason, please use them in future.
It's not even that long.
Paragraphs are a part of English Grammar for a reason, please use them in future.
Looking forward to the next instalment Mick xx
enjoy your weekend.Could be a good one this weekend. My Dad is coming to Goodison, first time for about 14 years or something. He's 65 now with arthiritis so can't get there, plus he stopped going properly around 89. He's not going the match, he doesn't want to, he's coming to enjoy the retro vibe before going for a pint somewhere so hopefully a happy story this weekend.
We jump into a DELTA and the driver has a good laugh with us as he’s very right wing and he scoffs at my somewhat naive liberalist opinions. We have some great banter. I’m wearing my “Tina Turner” Halloween costume as a sort of trial run.
We arrive at Goodison. I’m now utterly convinced that this country is for too relaxed on immigration. I head into a nearby corner shop to remonstrate with the Bangladeshi owner but he just looks really confused about the whole platinum blonde wig and my tiger skin leggings so I end up just buying a packet of jolly ranchers.
Outside the ground, I take in the sights and sounds. I smell delicious fried onions and can hear the sausages hissing and fizzing on the burger van grill. I remember Zippy off Rainbow used to sing a song about ten sizzling sausages and I laugh about this for exactly 43 seconds. My bird smiles at me. It’s not too long before I realise she is in fact smiling at some juice-head behind me. I aim a kick at a pigeon and miss, my stiletto flies off my foot but I retrieve it.
Inside the ground later on the blues are playing well. I join in the Gwladys Street chants and it’s great. I decide to start my own. The first quiet moment and I jump up onto my seat and scream ….
“WHO AAAARE WE ???…WHO AAAARE WE ???”
I wait for the response. There is no response.
“EVERTON” I shout, “WE’RE EVERTON”.
Some bemused looks but that’s all. I sit back down.
Later on, I try again. Up I go, onto my seat and I hold my arms out wide and I shout
“WHO AAAAARE WE??? WHO AAAAAARE WE???”…..
“PIPE DOWN STREAKY” someone shouts.
“EVERTON, WE’RE EVERTON” I shout back half-heartedly.
The next time, I jump up onto my seat and do a little bit of a Tina Turner style Harlem Shuffle booty shake wiggle/stomp. A half full coke can hurtles through the air and cracks me on the bonce, knocking my wig off my head and myself off my seat. My stiletto gets caught between the seats and I fall sideways onto a man and his young son. The man punches me in the throat.
I’m lead to the exit by 2 stewards and a response team. “****ing weirdo” one says as they throw me through the door and I land on my ass in some horse **** in the street. Thankfully, my giant comedy butt has helped cushion the blow. I get up and dust myself off.
WHO AAAAAARE WE ??? EVERTON !!!
Who am I ??? I’m Mick
MickM86.
simply the best.
I wish more people would come in and join in