I wish Evertonians acceded to evidence presented them.
Roberto Martinez is a sham.
Instead, too many hang onto the coat-tails of the 'twice right a day' broken clock that the strangely avatared citrus headed da-Vek presents them
I nowaday read little of his WUM stompings
da-Vek's painted himself into an unabashedly parochial, kopite-like 'I'm right... you're wrong' corner and in incendiary fury, stamps his furious feet at any argument that dares threaten his regard...
...he's the Rumpelstiltskin of GOT
I lend da-Vek zero currency
Outside of the dyed in the wool cultists herein this forum, I suggest others exercise similar bureau de change