Death
I'll take down dat coal powered MG, I tel u Hwat
There's a few Evertorians in the Current Affairs.Can a mod fix the title lol
Evertonian
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There's a few Evertorians in the Current Affairs.Can a mod fix the title lol
Evertonian
I prefer being an evertorian. Makes me feel like a Roman warriorThere's a few Evertorians in the Current Affairs.
MrGrumpy I didn't realize you were actually a MrsGrumpy. Should we be adding you to the GOT women group so we can share our child birth experiences?Supporting Everton is like child birth
Once Evertor has touched you...
Sassy! Very, very, sassy
Sometimes I can't help myself and @tommye is always a great inspiration to get the most out of my sassiness lolSassy! Very, very, sassy
I've said before
I'd much rather support Everton than a top club. A top team offers no joy. It's all entitlement. You expect to win every game. You have to beat bad teams by many goals. Even when you do, there is always a but. But we need to do this better, and that better. It's title or bust and even when you win the title, it was expected. It's all too systematic.
The joy of supporting teams like Everton and Colombia is just like a drug man.
They can beat anyone on a given day. Look beautiful. Give u hope. They can also lose twice to Newcastle and lose 6-1 to greaking Ecuador. You never really know what you'll get. I love that in some crazy way man. It's like playing russian roulette or dating that one chick that is terrible in every way but a wild beast in bed.
Maybe I need help
Try and hang on ‘til May, could be something good happening!!Whoa! let's not get too ahead of ourselves, it felt like a win getting the draw but the buggers have knocked another 2 months off my life. That means cumulatively it's about 35 years they've taken away from me and I'm going to be a goner sometime around next next week.
I love Everton I just wished for once we would go to the Emirates, OT, Stamford Bridge and hell on earth and just win occasionally.
Today I took the full ride of being an Everton fan. Obviously I have supported and cared for the team since day 1. I connected with the team since day 1.
But today, I felt what you lot always told me about.
The excitement before the match
The frustration not to see Mina seeing that he was also absent in the last United league match and they clogged us for 2 headers goals.
Then the nervousness as the match got going
The naive confidence as we started playing well
The utter frustration with how that first goal developed knowing that that passage would end up in goal from the moment Doucoure gave that ball away.
The anger as that play developed and watching every mistake made in that passage (ball giveaway, no pressure on the wing to the ball crosser, poor coverage by Keane.
Then the anger at our players for playing like a neighborhood bunch, especially James and Doucoure and for the whole team just sitting back and playing scared
The frustration of DCL missing that one on one thinking that's it, we are done.
Then the shy joy of that first goal thinking maybe there is hope
Then the glorious roar of the 2nd goal. Screamed and jumped as I watched in.my home gym to the point that my wife came running to check if I was ok and angrily rolled her eyes when she realized it was a soccer scream.
Then hope....and hope that we win it.
Then more anger at us sitting back. Came the 3rd goal and I was deflated..how? Why?
But I kept hope, frustrated hope. My workout was done but I stayed in gym. Pacing back and forward. Not sitting down. Like a father awaiting his first son.
Then came the goal and I screamed yes 5 times (Wife knew better this time) as I punched the living crap out of the heavy bag without gloves (dumb) and I said I love this team.
I know I am rambling on. But I havent felt this emotionally attached to a team or a match since Colombia in the world cup. The blues were in complete control of my emotions and how my weekend would go on.
I understand now the madness here and I love it
It’s many things being a toffee, boring isn’t one!Today I took the full ride of being an Everton fan. Obviously I have supported and cared for the team since day 1. I connected with the team since day 1.
But today, I felt what you lot always told me about.
The excitement before the match
The frustration not to see Mina seeing that he was also absent in the last United league match and they clogged us for 2 headers goals.
Then the nervousness as the match got going
The naive confidence as we started playing well
The utter frustration with how that first goal developed knowing that that passage would end up in goal from the moment Doucoure gave that ball away.
The anger as that play developed and watching every mistake made in that passage (ball giveaway, no pressure on the wing to the ball crosser, poor coverage by Keane.
Then the anger at our players for playing like a neighborhood bunch, especially James and Doucoure and for the whole team just sitting back and playing scared
The frustration of DCL missing that one on one thinking that's it, we are done.
Then the shy joy of that first goal thinking maybe there is hope
Then the glorious roar of the 2nd goal. Screamed and jumped as I watched in.my home gym to the point that my wife came running to check if I was ok and angrily rolled her eyes when she realized it was a soccer scream.
Then hope....and hope that we win it.
Then more anger at us sitting back. Came the 3rd goal and I was deflated..how? Why?
But I kept hope, frustrated hope. My workout was done but I stayed in gym. Pacing back and forward. Not sitting down. Like a father awaiting his first son.
Then came the goal and I screamed yes 5 times (Wife knew better this time) as I punched the living crap out of the heavy bag without gloves (dumb) and I said I love this team.
I know I am rambling on. But I havent felt this emotionally attached to a team or a match since Colombia in the world cup. The blues were in complete control of my emotions and how my weekend would go on.
I understand now the madness here and I love it