Spoke to an old RS mate, he kicked straight off saying “the state of you bitters, carrying on like the end of WW2 because you won a derby”. He had a huge smug look on his grid as if to say ” come back on that one”.
I stared straight at him and said “ We have just beaten our oldest rivals at their own ground, for the first time in decades. I would expect any reasonable football fan to understand our elation.
However, I recall when the Reds ruled the world back in the seventies and we got to the league cup final and you, who were winning everything at the time couldn’t let us have our day in the sun! You had to belittle the event by naming the trophy the Mickey Mouse cup”? Similarly, when you were sweeping all before you, showing off yet another trophy on the two. Hall steps, you chose to call sun tragic, why? It was your day in the sun, you had won a trophy, yet the first this you could think to do was to try to humiliate Everton, yet you think we obsess on you?
“i think you need to understand this simple fact, we don’t hate you because of your success, we hate you because you are utterly devoid of grace and of class, you really are a vile, ungracious lot”
His face was a very unhealthy purple colour when I turned away from him