Normally I'd put up a photo of Anfield, but if you don't know what it looks like by now then you need help.
Everton will arrive at Anfield on Wednesday 4th from bottom, two points off the relegation zone and their manager facing the sack. The Champions of Europe however will arrive sitting very prettily at the top of the league with an eight point lead. Oh and a 26 point gap between the reds and blues. Shame really.
Last season's corresponding fixture will always be remembered for England's no. 1 goalie kindly pushing the ball in the air for Lord Divock to head home the only goal of the game in the sixth minute of injury time. He really should receive a knighthood for his services to opposition bitterness and misery. I was lucky to get a ticket for the game and went with my mate who is a ST holder. Unfortunately, he had arranged to have his girlfriend's birthday present delivered to his house, so had to leave as the fourth official held up the board for injury time. I suggested to him that his priorities were rather awry, but he confidently predicted that he wouldn't miss anything. Call me a twat but I do enjoy seeing people with egg on their face, preferably politicians but sometimes friends will suffice.
Since the arrival of the Great Moshiri at Goodison, the blue moanies have been predicting a power shift on Merseyside, with a spending spree that would make Guardiola or Mourinho blush. Surprisingly, they seem to be getting closer to Tranmere in regard to league position than they are to us. Worrying times.
Marco Silva has been finding it very difficult to show everyone what a top quality coach he truly is, after all he did win the Greek league. Which is something our Jurgen has failed miserably to do during his somewhat indifferent career. Even with England's no. 1 keeper (Pickford), the best left back in Europe (Digne), statistically the best CB in the Premier League (Keane - well according to the literary great Catcher) and Brazil's bestest ever striker (Richarlison), Silva has managed to have them playing staggeringly shit football on a weekly basis. Impressive stuff I'm sure we'll agree. Relegation would be a fitting reward for his valiant efforts.
So onto the latest instalment of 'ruining Christmas for the bitters'. Everton once had the holy trinity playing for them in midfield, and in order to celebrate this the Premier League have decided to supply their own version; Mike Dean as ref, Anthony Taylor as 4th official and Martin 'fuck me I'm really shit at this VAR/reffing malarkey aren't I' Atkinson. I shudder to think what these three wanking wombats are going to conjure up, so let's hope our lads just score three or four worldies that can't be disputed.
Let the fun commence.