Eric Djemba-Djemba
Player Valuation: £60m
Our fans are always slated when the team plays crap.
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Part of your significant repertoire of impoliteness.
Thought we'd sold out the full 3000 for Southampton but apparently we've sent back 1000 of them and classed it as sold out anyway. This true?
Might be right, but it went to "Sold Out" on the first day of General Sale, and there are a lot of a Blues down South who don't have season tickets, so it doesn't ring true.
Our fans are always slated when the team plays crap.
No, just because people express some concerns about one issue - in the OP's case the booing of Kone - doesn't translate to a blanket condemnation. It is possible to think we have great fans in general but have some issues on how that support is expressed at times.Yeah selling out stadiums home and away despite 20 years without a sniff of a trophy, best players sold, no ambition from board or players, rubbish fans us.
You don't sing a song for the cook when the paella is delicious either.
I bet the booers feel rather silly now. Well, they would do if they had any sense at all.Don't know really, around by me it seemed to be because he was bringing Kone, they booed the "And Brendan's replacement, Arouna Kone" bit.
I think Dave had a point there. Some fans need a reality check.Keep it on topic Dave and don"t turn it into a Moyes / Martinez thing.
You're better than that and I'm sure you could find something more insightful to say
I was thirtysomething in the mid-80s and remember tying a Blue ribbon around our dog's neck before walking her to the shops the morning of the 1984 Cup Final, so proud was I. I was prouder still as I stood at Wembley Stadium and cheered the lads as they paraded the cup.Been going the match now 35 years. That's a long time when you think about it. I was very lucky to have seen the mid-80's. I was a bit young to fully appreciate what winning titles meant...
I was thirtysomething in the mid-80s and remember tying a Blue ribbon around our dog's neck before walking her to the shops the morning of the 1984 Cup Final, so proud was I. I was prouder still as I stood at Wembley Stadium and cheered the lads as they paraded the cup.
Wembley became my second home over the next few years, even though there was little to celebrate at the end of most games. I look back at that glorious time with immense pride and, notwithstanding 1995, it breaks my heart how greatly the club suffered from the European ban (which was when I became a bitter blue) and that has been highlighted by our lack of growth and success since.
I wonder how many who booed remember the mid-80s? Those that don't will never know the sadness we feel. Yet we would never think of making a public disgrace of ourselves. People down here often wonder why I chose to support Everton and, as we all know, I didn't choose Everton, Everton chose me, and made me feel specially blessed. When I was aged 12, and a relatively new Blue, Fred Pickering was bought to ultimately replace my hero, Alex Young, I was frightened that it meant the end of the Golden Vision. When my fears were realized, although I cried for days, I never once thought of booing Fred. Times change, people move on.
Maybe I'm just made of different stuff because now, as I am now 62 and about to move to an over 60s retirement apartment with my wife, although I have become cynical where politicians and wannabe reality 'celebrities' are concerned, I will never EVER become cynical where my beloved Everton are concerned.