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Is it true, or an urban myth, that when a young, local lad scored a goal, and went nuts, obvs, the rest of the team were trying to get the ref too disallow it and award a penalty instead?
Neil Robinson?
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Is it true, or an urban myth, that when a young, local lad scored a goal, and went nuts, obvs, the rest of the team were trying to get the ref too disallow it and award a penalty instead?
Neil Robinson?
..you never know when a Kevin Brock moment occurs, Ian.
When we win!
Gladystweet
Player Valuation: £50m
Not sure, I do remember Neil Robinson looked like Ralph Malph though.
Ralph malph.
Neil Robinson.
Ralph malph.
Neil Robinson.
Alanbileysfeathercut
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Urban myth
But I seem to remember someone done a storybook type thing in the following seasons programme
Being a child of the 80's I had many a game what was 'great' as a young un, but no memory of now. The '95 Spurs semi is one i long remember and how a hero rose from the bench and made his way into Evertonian folklore.
The game where we beat Newcastle 2-0 to almost certainly finish 4th was huge for me - Just was so unexpected at the time that we could achieve something with Marcus Bent up front
Alan Whittle
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A goal for Palace.
dave abrahams
Player Valuation: £8m
As an avid football fan, with all due respect Jim, I have never read a really interesting football book, Boxing, now that's a different story, I have read plenty of good boxing books, maybe it's because boxing is all about one man and his efforts, but
football books I find mostly boring. I wonder if any fan can point out a really good football book to me.
football books I find mostly boring. I wonder if any fan can point out a really good football book to me.
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alpha1
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Starts with a good pie and a pint.
An end to end game with at least 6 goals and the lead changing hands several times - Everton winning obviously!
At least 1 penalty and 1 sending off - good for stoking up the atmosphere.
A local lad scoring (Davies) and a crowd favourite (Rooney) getting the winner - the later in the game the better.
Preferably against local rivals.
Preferably in an important match - semi final/title decider/derby type game.
GK making lots of saves.
Goalposts hit several times and at least 2 goal mouth scrambles.
A dog or squirrel invading the pitch, followed quickly by a topless hottie who evades the security for a good 5 minutes!
The manager sprinting down the wing to celebrate the late winner.
The players celebrating with the crowd after the whistle has gone.
Loads more pints after in your favourite boozer with your mates.
Example - Everton 5 Liverpool 4
An end to end game with at least 6 goals and the lead changing hands several times - Everton winning obviously!
At least 1 penalty and 1 sending off - good for stoking up the atmosphere.
A local lad scoring (Davies) and a crowd favourite (Rooney) getting the winner - the later in the game the better.
Preferably against local rivals.
Preferably in an important match - semi final/title decider/derby type game.
GK making lots of saves.
Goalposts hit several times and at least 2 goal mouth scrambles.
A dog or squirrel invading the pitch, followed quickly by a topless hottie who evades the security for a good 5 minutes!
The manager sprinting down the wing to celebrate the late winner.
The players celebrating with the crowd after the whistle has gone.
Loads more pints after in your favourite boozer with your mates.
Example - Everton 5 Liverpool 4
StateSideToffee
Player Valuation: £5m
Unlike most of my posts which I try to embody logic, here I will delve into the more passionate side of the game.
The most joy I've ever felt watching Everton was an away match at Vitality Stadium in Nov 2015. Ross had just banged in the winner at 90+5. I don't know if it was just my personal perspective, or if my emotions were just right for the occasion; but, I was absolutely beaming in positivity that a squad with young talents the likes of Romelu Lukaku, Ross Barkley, Gerard Deulofeo, and John Stones were able to grit out a win in a tough game where they didn't play particularly well.
Unfortunately, that taste of joy turned to ashes in my mouth mere moments later as a Junior Stanislas strike found the back of the net at 90+8. There was nothing overly important about the match in the grand scheme of things but the brutal tenacity in which my joy was snatched away left me bitter and cold.
I continue to have hope but with our current crop of players and feelings of what could/should have been I cant help but feel somehow deceived. Will the glimmer I saw of what could have been ever materialize into reality? Our brightest young talent nearly all gone; in its place seasoned veterans that don't mesh, and lack purpose and grit, spearheaded by a manager who seems to have wasted an incredible investment, and refuses to admit fault in his strategy.
I don't know what makes a great game, but I do know what it feels like witnessing one. If one could bottle the feeling I had in those brief moments we would have the cure for all things. Like an addict, I will continue to seek that joy every match day; more often than not suffering tragic heartache upon it's conclusion, knowing that the more brutal that the bitter journey is, the sweeter the eventual destination will become.
The most joy I've ever felt watching Everton was an away match at Vitality Stadium in Nov 2015. Ross had just banged in the winner at 90+5. I don't know if it was just my personal perspective, or if my emotions were just right for the occasion; but, I was absolutely beaming in positivity that a squad with young talents the likes of Romelu Lukaku, Ross Barkley, Gerard Deulofeo, and John Stones were able to grit out a win in a tough game where they didn't play particularly well.
Unfortunately, that taste of joy turned to ashes in my mouth mere moments later as a Junior Stanislas strike found the back of the net at 90+8. There was nothing overly important about the match in the grand scheme of things but the brutal tenacity in which my joy was snatched away left me bitter and cold.
I continue to have hope but with our current crop of players and feelings of what could/should have been I cant help but feel somehow deceived. Will the glimmer I saw of what could have been ever materialize into reality? Our brightest young talent nearly all gone; in its place seasoned veterans that don't mesh, and lack purpose and grit, spearheaded by a manager who seems to have wasted an incredible investment, and refuses to admit fault in his strategy.
I don't know what makes a great game, but I do know what it feels like witnessing one. If one could bottle the feeling I had in those brief moments we would have the cure for all things. Like an addict, I will continue to seek that joy every match day; more often than not suffering tragic heartache upon it's conclusion, knowing that the more brutal that the bitter journey is, the sweeter the eventual destination will become.
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