Another Year, Another FA Cup Weekend

Upon popular request (wait, is Spam popular???)

I had intended to do a longer piece explaining some of Lesser Footy’s HippoSPEEK.  But I had too much stupid work to do this week, and my mind is forked beyond recognition.  Hate week, though.  I do have time and hate in my heart for The Satan’s Taint Licking Redshite.

By which, I mean Liverpool.  You know, that “tourist/plastic Club” that every member of England’s footy media feel the need to fellate, every second of every day.  One might gesture indignantly towards tomorrow’s Owl, when Dreamboat will no doubt fellate BOTH himself and Mahomes every other sentence.  But Liverpool are really worse than the P*ts and Chefs COMBINED.  Really, they are U*NC on steroids.

Obnoxious?  Check.  Head-patting condescention towards “little clubs?”  Oh, fucking CHECK.  An unwarranted smug sense of superiority, because every Norweigan Wal-Mart carries their stupid “Standard Chartered” red kit?

Oh, you get the point.  The coloUrs are just a little reversed, like how they use “red” for lefty political parties (unlike our use for the New Brownshirts).

Maybe not my best Evertonian memory…but DEFFO Top Five…Steven Gerrard falling flat on his arse, costing his team a result that would keep them from winning the League.  Slippy G’s next trip to Goodison featured this on the stadium PA:

They call us “Bitter Blues” like that is such a cutting insult.  FUCKIN’ A RIGHT I AM BITTER.

Anyway, Liverpool can fuck off, and I will start watching general Prem footy again once they aren’t sleepwalking to the easiest Title in history.  Today?  Enjoy rando FA Cup action on ESPN+, especially Toffees/Cherries at 10 EST.