Yeah, sure, there's half a season left. Of course we can get out of it. But when you look at the fixtures we have just blown by holding on to a failed manager (Wolves, Brighton, Southampton), we've lost direct six-pointers against two of our direct rivals. That's disastrous.
In the past, we sacked managers after hidings against top sides. We had the "easier" fixtures to fall back on when we got the new guy in. Now? We've just burned through the "easier" games and now face a series of "expected defeats".
When you add in that the board is now officially at war with the fans, Kenwright will never set foot in Goodison again, Moshiri is AWOL, and Usmanov sanctioned, there are absolutely no grounds for optimism. We're in the worst shape I can recall in my 43 years supporting this club - yes, worse even than the tortuous inertia of the Walter years.
We're enduring a toilet brush of a perfect storm and, I fear, will be relegated at last, much to the delight of the rest of the country. In truth, we have become the unflushable turd of the Premier League. But this time, I don't see us clinging on in the deep recesses of the toilet pipes. Barkeep! Domestos all round!