Where art thou Bill, you fat cancerous toad? Do you not want to shout it from the hill tops that you are the worlds biggest blue and how you got bullied in the boys pen? The sooner you are gone, by whatever means that maybe & I’m not even arsed anymore, is the only way this club can heal. You are reaping what you have sown, clung onto to the train set and sold it too an impulsive buffoon who’s going to be the end of this great club. Do us all a favour and go now before the inevitable happens, because goodison truly won’t be a safe place for you.
But that's always been the problem. Goodison IS his safe place.
People like
@4737carlin are not a tiny minority. Our fanbase is riddled with people who genuinely believe he's done OK under incredibly difficult circumstances.
You have to hand it to him. He's somehow managed to hypnotise great swathes of our fanbase into genuinely believing he's always had our best interests at heart. Yes, he's wanted Everton to 'do well', but only if he's front and centre. He has an insatiable need to be seen as our spiritual leader and be adored by Evertonians.
Whilst I support the message of the 27 years campaign, I'm sorry they arrived 25 years too late to have any meaningful impact. As a fanbase, we have nobody to blame but ourselves. Talk of a protest? Shouts of kopite behavior generally kill any momentum it may have gained.
We're not sleepwalking towards relegation, we're sleepwalking to our death.
I'd like to think I'm a pretty nice fella, but I often daydream about Kenwright being dead. I genuinely despise the man. Not for who he is, but for what he's done to thousands upon thousands of my fellow supporters: He's fed them so much crap they genuinely can't taste it apart from ice-cream. I'm not mad at them, I just feel pity.
Every single failure and missed opportunity over the past quarter century is directly linked to this needy bellend.
Every single failure.
I'm so disappointed that so many refuse to accept it.
