Remember 1977 of blessed memory.
When we reached the semi final the excitement was palpable and that chant rang out at every game in the lead up to the great Clive Thomas swindle.
A few years later we were Howard's Army and only the name changed.
Big Joe's Army was the cry in 1995.
We were Moyesie's Army in 2009.
It is a measure of the disenchantment currently gripping Evertonia that today, on the last home game before yet another semi final, there were no massed choirs singing about Bobby's Army.
Not even a "Tell me ma, me ma".
It is just heartbreaking the way the life is being sucked out of our great club.
I have never detected such pessimism among our fans on the eve of a Cup semi final
When we reached the semi final the excitement was palpable and that chant rang out at every game in the lead up to the great Clive Thomas swindle.
A few years later we were Howard's Army and only the name changed.
Big Joe's Army was the cry in 1995.
We were Moyesie's Army in 2009.
It is a measure of the disenchantment currently gripping Evertonia that today, on the last home game before yet another semi final, there were no massed choirs singing about Bobby's Army.
Not even a "Tell me ma, me ma".
It is just heartbreaking the way the life is being sucked out of our great club.
I have never detected such pessimism among our fans on the eve of a Cup semi final
