God...I hate Geordies. My grandfather hated them too, even before they put out his eye. Did you think I'd be out here on the front row without good reason? Yes, Everton needs a strong frontier. No, Everton doesn't need unwashed barbarians at her gates! So, that's why we're here: to bring Toffee order to stinking Geordies. Revenge? That'd be good too. This war against the Geordies won't last long, and when it's done, we've got plans. This is all about points, points in the League. Going down that road means dealing with all rivals: Leicester, Brighton, those Mancunian sister-fingerers, Wolves and Bournemouth too. We will clatter these horse punching shirtless bellends. We will stay up.