TrixyStevens
Player Valuation: £35m
He plays like he’s utterly mental. I can see him being a cult figure here.
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There will be a decent CB
I believe they have a plan B and plan C in place
arminisgod
Player Valuation: £35m
hunter speaks!
hktoffee
Birds of a feather flock together
mightymoyes
Player Valuation: £70m
must be just a formality now but be nice to get it confirmed officially.
the jags and keane axis of doom is a frightening prospect until january
the jags and keane axis of doom is a frightening prospect until january
Old Blue 2
Player Valuation: £40m
I was at that game. Forest dismantled us that day at Godison...
tim cahill
Player Valuation: £50m
Wish people would stop saying it’s done when it clearly isn’t. It’s might be nearly done, but it isn’t done.
Hangleton
Player Valuation: £25m
Me too - first game of the season, half time - I knew we weren’t going to win the league.
Hangleton
Player Valuation: £25m
Me too - first game of the season, half time - I knew we weren’t going to win the league.
Hangleton
Player Valuation: £25m
Me too - first game of the season, half time - I knew we weren’t going to win the league.
everton1953
Player Valuation: £40m
Macbeth said, "If it were done when tis done then twere well it were done quickly". I can't remember the next line but the dirty deed was done soon after.
abelard
Player Valuation: £35m
followed by "Out, damned spot! Out, I say!": The Story of the 2017 Everton Transfer Window
If it were done when ’tis done, then ’twere well
It were done quickly. If the assassination
Could trammel up the consequence, and catch
With his surcease success; that but this blow
Might be the be-all and the end-all here,
But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,
We’d jump the life to come. But in these cases
We still have judgment here, that we but teach
Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return
To plague th' inventor: this even-handed justice
Commends the ingredients of our poisoned chalice
To our own lips. He’s here in double trust:
First, as I am his kinsman and his subject,
Strong both against the deed; then, as his host,
Who should against his murderer shut the door,
Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan
Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been
So clear in his great office, that his virtues
Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against
The deep damnation of his taking-off;
And pity, like a naked newborn babe,
Striding the blast, or heaven’s cherubim, horsed
Upon the sightless couriers of the air,
Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur
To prick the sides of my intent, but only
Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself
And falls on th' other.
No wonder you couldn't remember the next bitlol
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