Alright lads,
I've come over from RAWK to do a question and answer thingy for the site. Groucho gave me permission, so it'll go up tomorrow if any of you will help us out. Now I've read a few pages and seen what loads of you think of us and RAWK, but just remember, there's about 40,000 on there so we've got more than our fair share of bad bells there, but there's still loads of sound lads and girls on there too. I've just learnt to ignore most of the whoppers who quite frankly couldn't find Anfield with a satnav. And by the way, kudos to the lads on here who've pulled that lad for his "39 innocent Italians" remark. Rivalry is one thing but there's just no need for that sort of nonsense ever. Thankfully all of my blue mates and family know better than that, just like most other good blues.
Anyway, seeing as I'll only be here a couple of days, I thought I'd tell you my funniest being in the wrong end for the derby story. To be fair, nearly every derby I've ever been at Goodison from the 70s onwards has been with your supporters and we never had any trouble, although if you were daft enough to try to wind your lads up, you usually got what you deserved. Theres probably a load of old hands in here like me who used to just buy tickets outside the ground for the away derby (honestly, it used to be dead easy in the 80's) So 4 of us ended up getting tickets, 2 for the main and two for the lower Bullens near the Gwladys street end, everywhere bar where we should have been. I took one of the lower Bullens ones and had my Sergio Dallas tracky top zipped up all the way. Now I wasn't daft and knew to keep my mouth shut, but Kenny scored after about 15 seconds, I jumped up screaming, gets punched in the back of the head and by the time I came round properly, Rushy had scored and it was 2 - 0. All my own fault like, but those of you who have done it must know how hard it is to keep your gob shut when you score. Anyway, as for these days, I can't see any of your lads having a problem. Just get a ticket for the upper Kemlyn and keep saying "I'm Benny from Scandinavia, I love Bjork, and Stig Inge Bjornebye is my favourite player ever" and garbage like that and nobody will know you're not supposed to be there.
odd bit of banter but nothing nasty
