Everton
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Right then. The ‘narrative’ of this season has generally been all about Everton playing well but not killing teams off and paying the consequences with monotonous regularity. This FA Cup quarter-final certainly represented a deviation from the usual script then. This was just old-school, common or garden shite. With Darron Gibson dropped to the bench…
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That’s right, 3-1 to the tricky Blues. Smell my cheese you mother. On a proper spring-in-your-step as you slalom through the Cammell Lairds on Goodison Road kind of afternoon, Everton did their thing against probably the worst team they have faced at home all season. Reading are absolutely shite and their manager looks like that…
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After the Norwich City game a massive case of ‘better fucking things to do’ kicked in, hence no update for a bit. There’s only so many ways you can describe Everton playing nice enough football but lacking the ‘firepower’ to reduce their opponents to sulky booking-magnets for the closing stages of the match. Try we…
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When you write these match reports they start to form in your head as the game nears the end. Deep into injury time at Boundary Park the tone of this one was going to be about Everton showing a certain degree of Premier League professionalism, especially in the second half, against a ‘spirited’ Oldham side…
This is not football 
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