It’s more fun than watching Southampton “defend” to be fair.
If anything’s getting on my tits it’s the sepia tinted memories of Duncan Disorderly and his “two pissed Weedgie gangsters” discourse with McCoist.
Goodison was one of my favourite away days. All the benefit of a long train journey and great pub in a city I like but without a trainload of plastic wankers to deal with both ways. And I’ve never seen us lose there.
I wondered if I’d be cynical about today but, as a football fan, you have to...