London-bound and already a nervous wreck (and nowt to do with flying Ukraine International).
I ****ing hate them lot, and I'm a pathetic wreck already. Sleep is already suffering, I'm too nervous. We just know what happens where that lot a concerned. It's the way it goes. I detest derbies at the best of times, but this just takes me back to my teenage years in the 80s, when they tormented me (and us) continually, not least at Wembley.
I'm viewing houses tomorrow, mortgage interview with the bank on Friday and hopefully sorting out my posting home for August along the way. But none of them matter. Stuff the house, sod my posting - I just want to beat the shoite.
I'm not normally a whopper who sings and dances his way through a match, but come Saturday lunchtime I'll be screaming myself hoarse. Let's all do ourselves proud and show them pricks just how to support your club. Daft flags, zany ditties etc - do me a favour. Lets be a bunch of rabid, fervent lunatics going absolutely mental from the moment we step through the turnstiles. Let's put the fear of God into them. Let's show the world - once again - that we're Everton, aren't we.
Yours with no fingernails,
Nervous Wreck of Kyiv
COYB!
I ****ing hate them lot, and I'm a pathetic wreck already. Sleep is already suffering, I'm too nervous. We just know what happens where that lot a concerned. It's the way it goes. I detest derbies at the best of times, but this just takes me back to my teenage years in the 80s, when they tormented me (and us) continually, not least at Wembley.
I'm viewing houses tomorrow, mortgage interview with the bank on Friday and hopefully sorting out my posting home for August along the way. But none of them matter. Stuff the house, sod my posting - I just want to beat the shoite.
I'm not normally a whopper who sings and dances his way through a match, but come Saturday lunchtime I'll be screaming myself hoarse. Let's all do ourselves proud and show them pricks just how to support your club. Daft flags, zany ditties etc - do me a favour. Lets be a bunch of rabid, fervent lunatics going absolutely mental from the moment we step through the turnstiles. Let's put the fear of God into them. Let's show the world - once again - that we're Everton, aren't we.
Yours with no fingernails,
Nervous Wreck of Kyiv
COYB!